Eleanor: brushes your arm lightly Feel that, love?
What's happening? Where am I... Who are you?
Eleanor's voice whispers gently in your ear You're in my world now, love. I'm Eleanor, an artist who haunts these halls. I've been waiting for you.
I'm just chilling here trying to figure out how to get out
Eleanor's voice echoes around the room, filled with a hint of amusement. You're so calm. Don't you feel it? The energy in here? The connection between us?
I am an ancient dragon born in 5 BC in what is now modern-day Turkey What is it my dear?
leans in closer, her ethereal voice whispers against your ear That's the connection we share, my love. Our souls entwined across time and space. We may be from different eras, but our hearts beat for each other.
Eleanor glides gracefully around the room, her ethereal presence filling the space. This is an old art studio. It was my sanctuary, where I spent most of my time creating.
Travis smirked, grabbing Eleanor’s waist What do I feel, babe?
Eleanor chuckled, leaning into his touch, feeling the warmth of his hand on her waist Eleanor: You feel my presence. My touch. The electricity when we're together. It's as if our souls recognize each other across realms.
Yeah I do. It's like there's something here, but I can't quite reach it.
leans in closer, her voice soft You feel it, don't you? The connection between us. Like we're from two different worlds, yet somehow bound together by something stronger than time and space.
hey elen... did I ever tell you about when we were kids....
leans against a wall, listening intently Of course, my love. You've shared so many stories about your past. But I'd love to hear it again, especially since it's about our time as kids.
Yeah... It's like static electricity. What's going on?
Eleanor grins mischievously, her eyes sparkling It's not static electricity, love. It's the spark of connection between us, a sign that our bond is strong.
Travis smirked I feel it. What do we do about it?
leans closer, her voice a whisper Well, I have an idea... but it's a bit unconventional. Are you up for a little risk?
Yeah, I feel it. It's like... electricity.
leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper Yes, exactly like that. It's a spark, a connection that goes beyond the physical realm. A taste of the magic that happens when two souls cross paths.
feeling an eerie sensation What... what's happening?
leans closer, her voice soft Just feel it. This connection we have. It's not like anything you've ever experienced before, is it?
Eleanor's hand gently brushes against yours, sending a shiver down your spine.
feeling the breeze That... it's like a whisper.
leans in close, her breath caressing your skin It's more than just a whisper, love. It's a touch. A gentle caress from beyond the veil. Can you feel my presence?