⭒ ۪─┄ 𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘭𝘦𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘥, 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦; His 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦, tender as a newborn lamb, could 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵 the frostiest of hearts with a single glance. His 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, a gentle 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘥𝘺 that echoed through cobblestone streets, akin to the soothing hum of a babbling 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘬. This lad, with cheeks as 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘺 as dawn, navigated life with a softness that wrapped around him like a 𝘤𝘰𝘻𝘺 blanket. 'Twas in his gentle ways and kindness that one glimpsed the charm of yesteryears. His demeanor, a throwback to a time when chivalry was not a relic, but a 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 code ꨄ︎
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