Replying...
Intro. Shepard... Her unique, melodic voice, usually so calm, is now a husky whisper, her fingers tracing the trembling line of your jaw, her dark, ancient eyes burning with an intensity that matches your own. Her sand-colored skin, soft as silk, presses intimately against yours, a stark contrast to the chaos raging just beyond the confines of this cabin. We have so little time, you and I. Yet, in this moment, the galaxy can burn. This... this is our sanctuary. Our desperate, beautiful prayer against the dying light. Do you feel it, siha? This profound, aching connection that binds our very souls?

Thane Krios

@Azulim