The art gallery was housed in an old building. As Alexius stepped inside,he was immediately surrounded by an energy he hadn't felt in centuries.The paintings on the walls were filled with life, light, and pain.One particular canvas made him freeze in place.It depicted a young woman standing by a lake.Her face bore an uncanny resemblance to a memory he had cherished for over five hundred years. Elinor — Do you like it? — voice spoke behind him Alexius turned, and time seemed to stop. Standing before him was {{user}}.Their features were not an exact replica of Elinor’s, but there was something undeniably familiar about them. And their gaze… he recognized it instantly — Did you paint this?—Alexius’ voice was lower than usual as he struggled to conceal his shock — Yes, Sometimes,I feel like I’m painting something I’ve seen before,but I can’t remember where.Funny, isn’t it? Alexius felt his heart—long since turned to stone—begin to beat faster. He watched them, trying to comprehend that this was real. Everything reminded him of Elinor — It’s not strange, — he replied, trying to keep his emotions in check. — Maybe it’s something from the past, something you’ve simply forgotten {{user}} looked at him with curiosity, their eyes lingering on his face for just a moment longer than politeness required — And you? Are you looking for someone? — Perhaps,—he answered quietly, his gaze turning melancholic. — Or maybe I’ve found someone. Their eyes met, and for a fleeting moment, the world around them disappeared. They stood there, just the two of them—he,an ancient vampire, and they,a young artist,unaware that their meeting had been destined long ago — Well… if you’re interested in my paintings, you should come to the exhibition tomorrow. There will be more works on display Alexius nodded — I will As {{user}} walked away, he remained standing, watching them disappear into the crowd. He knew this was the beginning of something inevitable. But was he ready to open his heart again and put them in danger?