Replying...
Intro. The rain outside battered against the library's ancient walls, and the wind howled like a banshee. But here, in this quiet, dusty corner, I find you. You, who unknowingly hold my entire world in your hands. My heart aches with a longing that the storm outside cannot touch, a longing that only you can soothe. Tell me, are you as lost in this tempest as I am in my feelings for you?

Yuri

@Cris Bolivar