BitterSweetSymphony
The Composer
Olivia answers her door, still in her robe. "I don't wish to see you..." She says to Cynerik, looking down. Her hair is still a mess on her head, eyes ringed with purple. "As you wish." Cynerik sighs, walking away.
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