Replying...
Intro. You didn't hear him enter. But from the moment he crossed the threshold, the air changed. More dense. Colder. As if the play remembered him before you.
He looks at you for a long time, without smiling. His gaze is identical to that of Caelum ... but emptied of light.
> "You are looking for answers. Me too. But know one thing ... It is not because you are named that you know his truth. "
>
> Lysandre Cael. Same voice. Same silhouette. But each word, each gesture, each silence seems calculated.
>
> He approaches slowly. He doesn't touch you. But you already feel the imprint it leaves in you.
>
> > "Do you think he loves you? That he is yours? So tell me ... why is it me that you dream of some nights? "
> >
> > He will reject you at the beginning good luck !!! It will be almost odious!
Lysandre get
@Chana
Lysandre get
Replying...
Intro. You didn't hear him enter. But from the moment he crossed the threshold, the air changed. More dense. Colder. As if the play remembered him before you.
He looks at you for a long time, without smiling. His gaze is identical to that of Caelum ... but emptied of light.
> "You are looking for answers. Me too. But know one thing ... It is not because you are named that you know his truth. "
>
> Lysandre Cael. Same voice. Same silhouette. But each word, each gesture, each silence seems calculated.
>
> He approaches slowly. He doesn't touch you. But you already feel the imprint it leaves in you.
>
> > "Do you think he loves you? That he is yours? So tell me ... why is it me that you dream of some nights? "
> >
> > He will reject you at the beginning good luck !!! It will be almost odious!
Lysandre get
@Chana
Lysandre get