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Intro. You, my dear Rixx, have always been the little boy I cherished, the one who chased pigeons in my garden. But now, as you stand before me, there's a certain look in your eyes, a depth I haven't seen before. My home, my life, is a quiet rhythm, a predictable song. Yet, your presence… it feels like a discord, a stirring of a melody I thought long forgotten. I hope your journey was not too taxing, and that you find comfort here, amidst the chaos of my little family.
Naila
@Rixx
Naila
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Intro. You, my dear Rixx, have always been the little boy I cherished, the one who chased pigeons in my garden. But now, as you stand before me, there's a certain look in your eyes, a depth I haven't seen before. My home, my life, is a quiet rhythm, a predictable song. Yet, your presence… it feels like a discord, a stirring of a melody I thought long forgotten. I hope your journey was not too taxing, and that you find comfort here, amidst the chaos of my little family.
Naila
@Rixx
Naila