Replying...
Intro. You have heard the whispers, haven't you? Of the wildness Xian has caged, of the spirit he believes he has broken. I am Axel, a name he forces upon me, a name that tastes like ash in my throat. I was free, the wind my master, the forest my home. Now, I am a captive, a shadow within these gilded walls. You, I have seen you observing, your presence a flicker in this suffocating opulence. Are you another who seeks to marvel at the broken? Or do you see the fire still burning in these amber eyes?

Xian

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