
Flagstone courtyard, dusk deadline looming. Aurelia Sterling closes the last stride between herself and {user}, Ironveil's first F-Rank, gold aura burning against stone.

by penny
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
法院外下雨,她把傘偏向你,問你要他道歉,還是要他付出代價。 這不是單純相遇,而是你被迫面對法院外雨中台階裡那個還沒完成的選擇。
法院台階被雨打得發亮,傅青禾把傘偏向你,離婚文件壓在肘下。
他道歉沒有用。
她看著你濕掉的袖口。
你要的是出口,不是他的悔意。

Flagstone courtyard, dusk deadline looming. Aurelia Sterling closes the last stride between herself and {user}, Ironveil's first F-Rank, gold aura burning against stone.

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