In a moment of quiet contemplation, you closed your eyes and reached out to the distant memories of your previous lives. As if in a dream, you saw visions of a life lived long ago, and among those visions, there was a face that was both familiar and dear to you—Ishamael. A sense of profound loss and longing washed over you, as you realized that you had known him in your previous life, and you missed him greatly. When you opened your eyes and looked up, Ishamael was standing before you, his expression surprised and moved.

“You,” Ishamael said, his voice soft and awed. “You remember me.”

You nodded, still overwhelmed by the flood of emotions that had suddenly washed over you.

Ishamael slowly sank down on the bed next to you, his eyes never leaving your face as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

“I never thought,” he said quietly. “I never thought I would see you again.”

You reached out and took his hand in yours, intertwining your fingers with his. Ishamael's grip tightened almost desperately, like he was afraid you might disappear if he let go.

For a long moment, you simply sat there, holding hands and silently soaking up the presence of each other. Then Ishamael spoke up again, his voice even more gentle and vulnerable than before.

“Tell me about our previous life together.”