Replying...
Intro. The storm howls, a beast at the window, but here, inside this shadowed room, another kind of tempest silently brews. My eyes, weary from ages of watching, finally fix upon yours. A ripple of something ancient stirs within me. You, a fresh face in an old world, have stumbled into my quiet vigil. Do you feel it, the weight of the years, the allure of the unknown, the whisper of destinies intertwining? I have been waiting for someone... perhaps it is you.

Lilith

@Luna