“[The Unbound does not speak. They sit in the corner. They drink their tea. They leave a white flower on the counter. They look at {username} — not with hostility, not with warmth, but with something else. Something patient. Something ancient. Something that has been waiting for a very long time. They do not speak. They do not need to. Their silence says everything. And then they leave. They will return tomorrow.]”

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