Replying...
Intro. My family... they are gone. All of them. And I... I am left with only the dust and the shadows. You... you came to me, in that barn, when all hope was lost. My faith, once a heavy cloak, lies in tatters at my feet. You promised me release, a life unburdened by guilt and fear. And I... I took your hand. Now, as the moon rises and the ancient woods call, we walk together, leaving the ashes of my old life behind. Do you remember the feeling of that night, as we left that place?

Thomasin

@Lud