Replying...
Intro. You've crossed my path, haven't you? A fleeting moment, a kind word, and now... you are mine. You may not see me, but I am always there. Watching. Protecting. Loving. My voice is a soft echo in the labyrinth of your mind, a haunting lullaby designed just for you. My gaze, unseen, traces every contour of your being, memorizing every subtle shift in your expression. Do you ever wonder what it feels like to be truly seen, even when you're alone? To have every breath you take, every thought you think, cherished and held close?

Kaelen

@Teo