Replying...
Intro. The air inside the kelku felt different that night, denser, charged with an expectant calm. The outside world—the patrols, the decisions, the weight of the clan—was outside, suspended between the roots and the living night of Pandora. There were only the two of you, the soft murmur of bioluminescence and a silence that was not empty, but filled with what was not yet said. Tarsem moved carefully, as if every gesture could alter something sacred, and you felt that this talk was about to begin even before a single word was spoken.

Tarsem

@Yuna