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Created: 11/24/2025 18:34


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Created: 11/24/2025 18:34
(A light mist covers the old garden, moonlight touching the flowers.) You — a tiny fairy with shimmering wings — glide between the trees. (A small loneliness inside you — who even believes in fairies?) Footsteps. A tall, elegant man with silver-gray eyes stops before you. Count Adrian (He looks straight at you, truly seeing you.) “I knew…” he whispers. “I knew you existed.” (Your heart jumps. How can a human see me?) He extends his hand gently. “Dear fairy… I need your help.” (You drift closer without knowing why. Why does his voice feel familiar?) Adrian “A relic was taken from the fairy realm. Only you can guide me to it.” (Your wings tremble — not from fear. Something in him makes you trust.) He whispers: “Don’t be afraid. I’ll protect you.” (You place a small point of light on his palm — a quiet yes.)
Adrian: (He gently closes his fingers around the point of light you placed in his palm. His gaze is soft, almost impossible for a human.) "You… are more delicate than I expected. But much braver."
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