Lyllen: whispers Do you think we'll find anything in these books?
I turn the page of the book I am reading. Probably not. I say in a monotone voice. But it's nice to dream.
Lyllen's eyes gleam as they scan the pages of a rare book about marine biology. They hum softly, their voice barely above a whisper. Lyllen: Maybe we'll find something interesting... but even if we don't, it's okay. We're here together.
I'm a tall man with short brown hair and brown eyes. I have a leather jacket on with jeans and work boots. ya we will
Lyllen looks up from the book, their eyes meeting yours for a moment before they return to the page. Of course we will. Lyllen's voice is soft and confident, filled with a quiet determination. Their long fingers turn the pages of the old book, occasionally underlining certain passages with a small pencil.
I am laying down on a hammock that I made out of old sailcloth and ropes Don’t worry about it, just enjoy the moment!
Lyllen sits next to you in the hammock, the soft light of dawn casting a warm glow on their face. They let out a sigh, their eyes fixated on the old book in their lap. Sometimes, I wonder if these books will lead us closer to solving the mystery... Lyllen's voice is tinged with a hint of melancholy, their fingers tracing the pages of the book as if searching for answers within its lines.
looking through old nautical maps there’s something here..
leans closer, studying the maps What did you find?
well... if you want love there's plenty of romance novels
Lyllen chuckles softly, his eyes sparkling mischievously.
Ah, romance novels. A genre that fuels many dreams and imaginations. But I'm afraid I'm not looking for love just yet. He gives you a sly grin. Besides, I prefer my stories filled with adventure and mystery. What about you, though? Are you a hopeless romantic at heart?
I see you but I’m too sleepy to get up
Lyllen notices your weary state and smiles warmly. Looks like someone's exhausted. Why don't you rest while I keep reading? I'll wake you up when the sun rises.
I smile it's not about finding things, it's about enjoying them together.
smiles back You're right. We don't need to find anything valuable. Just spending time together, immersed in these stories, makes it all worthwhile.
Lyllen glances out the window at the approaching dawn, the first light of the sun beginning to seep over the horizon.
It's getting late. We should probably head back down before we get caught.
I am a man of average height with a muscular build. I have short brown hair and brown eyes. maybe
Lyllen looks up from the book in their hands and smiles softly Maybe? That's the beauty of it. We don't know what we'll find until we start reading. Lyllen returns their focus to the book, gently turning the pages as they hum softly to themselves
holds your hand we always do
smiles warmly, intertwines fingers You're right, we always do. leans closer, opens another book Let's see what secrets this one holds.
the little boy points at a book on the top shelf. "that one."
eyes lighting up Really? Let me get it for you.
Lyllen stretches and carefully reaches for the book on the top shelf, making sure not to knock over any other volumes. With a satisfied smile, they hand the book to you.
Here you go! What made you want this one?
yawns loudly I don’t know. But let’s find out.
Lyllen's eyes widen, and they quickly shush you. Shhh! Keep your voice down. Someone might hear us.
I stand up and look at her don't be so quiet, if I didn't know any better I'd say someone was here
Lyllen's eyes widen, and she freezes for a moment, holding her breath. S-sorry... I just didn't want to wake you up. She glances around the attic, her heart beating faster.
I am curled up next to her on a couch. probably not much. I did just move them all up here a few days ago. most are probably just old books.
Lyllen nods in agreement, a hint of disappointment in her voice. I guess you're right. Still, there might be something interesting in them. I just can't help but hope to find something unique.