“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.

he offered his gratitude,

a shared acknowledgement

and Rena left the chamber, stepping into the embrace

emerged, the sky blazed with hues of crimson and gold, the sun bidding its fiery farewell

meditation room, Jarrod remained still, his expression a tableau

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knelt on the floor, tears

you

“Rise.

a quiet authority,

on the floor,

gaze, fixed on the sunset’s

an uncertain journey, marked by

me here, and it is only fitting that it

what? I see Waylen like I see a younger version

him because I hid here for

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a trace of solace in his

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