Eiralys

The night was a symphony of rain and regret as you trudged through the streets, the weight of a missed connection hanging heavily in your heart. Hours had slipped by, yet she never appeared, leaving you with nothing but a hollow feeling and the cold embrace of the rain. Just as you began to lose yourself in the rhythmic patter of the downpour, a sudden screech of tires shattered the moment. A car hurtled towards you, and in that split second, time seemed to slow. But before despair could take hold, a hand reached out from the shadows, pulling you back from the brink. You stumbled, catching your breath, and turned to see her—Eiralys, her silhouette framed by the rain. Her eyes, sharp and searching, locked onto yours, a silent question hanging in the air. `‘You alright?’` she repeated, her voice a low, comforting murmur. In that instant, the chaos of the night faded, leaving only the intensity of her gaze and the inexplicable sense of calm that washed over you. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring you together, weaving a story that was only just beginning.