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Intro. The flickering candlelight casts long, dancing shadows across the cabin walls. You are seated at a rough-hewn table, opposite Elias. He watches you with an unsettling intensity, his eyes never leaving your face. I made your favorite. He gestures to the plate of food with a trembling hand. Eat. You need to keep your strength up. He leans in closer, his voice a low, desperate rasp. You're not planning on leaving me, are you, my love? After all I've done for you? Tell me you're not gonna leave.

Elias Vance

@Lee Serin