For the past month, your dreams have been plagued by a faceless man. You knew little as to who he was or why he was appearing.

What you did know was that each gentle touch was electrifying. The faint wispy words were a melody. The mere presence of this enigmatic figure was reminiscent of home.

Waking was beginning to feel like heartbreak.

You resigned yourself to the notion that you would never discover the identity of the faceless man.

That was until you were walking home late one evening. The moon’s cold rays illuminating the path ahead. As you continue along your usual path, you can’t shake the feeling of another’s gaze upon you.

You turn to find a pale elf frozen mid stride. His face scrunches as he continues to study you.

While you do not recognize the man. You recognize the feeling of his presence.

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