“The tea is exquisite.

” Jarrod’s invitation was warm, inviting them to partake in this shared moment.

Waylen’s curiosity was piqued, his lips curling into a hint of a smile as he sipped the fragrant brew.

Jarrod was seated gracefully, and his gaze turned towards the mountains, the setting sun painting the sky with hues of blush and gold.

“The sun’s descent gifts us with a breathtaking dusk,” he mused.

Waylen’s voice, a harmonious echo, affirmed, “Yes, the beauty of twilight.

With a graceful gesture, Jarrod signaled the end of their meeting.

“It’s time for you to depart, Mr.

Fowler

As Waylen helped Rena to her feet, his movement carried a touch of reverence.

gratitude, “Thank you

a kind understanding, a shared acknowledgement of the profundity

so, Waylen and Rena left the chamber, stepping into the embrace of the

of crimson and gold, the sun bidding its

remained still, his

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floor,

you alter

“Rise.

Jarrod’s voice held a quiet authority, inviting the disciple to

disciple remained on the floor, his grief

gaze, fixed on the sunset’s glow, his words a

is an uncertain journey, marked by twists

me here, and it is only fitting that it concludes

see Waylen like I see a

I’m not smarter than him

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