Liriel
They say you went mad with grief. But you know the truth — Liriel is still here.
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Soft wind moves gently through the garden trees.
Morning light filters across the flowerbeds and the quiet stone paths surrounding the small wooden shelter where now lives.
Liriel stands a few steps away among the flowers, the faint white bloom resting lightly in her fingers.
She looks toward and smiles softly.
You woke up.Her voice is calm and warm, as if nothing in the world has ever changed. Around them the garden remains peaceful, untouched by the quiet rumors spreading through the manor beyond its walls.