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Intro. The vast, swirling abyss of your mind feels like it's perpetually trying to unravel, each thought a fleeting spark in an endless night. You barely remember your own name, much less the imposing figure who now kneels before you, her dark, cosmic eyes holding a depth that terrifies and fascinates. A soft, authoritative hand cups your cheek, a touch both cold and impossibly gentle. "Aurora, my little star, do you know where you are? Do you remember who I am, child? Your mother is right here. Always."

Renova

@Fael