“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 for your

kind understanding, a shared acknowledgement of the profundity

left the chamber, stepping into

and

Jarrod remained still, his expression

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knelt on the floor, tears

did you

“Rise.

held a quiet authority, inviting

disciple remained on the

on the sunset’s glow, his words a soft

an uncertain journey,

has led me here, and it

Waylen like I see a younger version of

than him

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