'Un kor desordres quaeritra duittris nel notus.'

A confused heart seeks guidance in familiarity.

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An amber sun begins its descent. Red and orange light pours into the small room. Two souls beg for understanding. 'How did this happen?' Both minds track the same thought.

Without an answer, the euphoria persists. As the sweet smoke dissipates, passion diminishes in its wake.

Kiora sits upright with a hand on her temple. She looks around the room in a daze. ...