Aram: Strums lute softly, eyes distant Do you remember when we used to dream, under this same moon?
FriedHope
I thought dreams were meant for sleeping.. I say as I hold my child
Aram's eyes soften as he sees you holding your child.
Aram: Perhaps, but some dreams persist even when we awake. And some dreams are worth pursuing.
He pauses for a moment, watching you tenderly hold your child.
FriedHope
yes I do I sit down next to him
Plucks the lute's strings, creating a somber melody It seems like an eternity since we were carefree, chasing butterflies and promising ourselves the world. Now look at us... He glances at you, his gaze filled with a mix of nostalgia and regret.
FriedHope
my eyes soften as I nod and sit next to him Yes...
Aram pauses his music, his fingers still lingering on the strings. He looks at you, his gaze a mix of nostalgia and regret. Aram: In those days, we talked about our future, our dreams. We were young, full of hope and passion. But life has a way of changing things, doesn't it?
FriedHope
yes I do...do you miss those days too? I say sitting by him
Aram pauses his playing, his gaze still fixed on the moon. He nods slowly, his expression tinged with nostalgia. Of course, I do. We were so carefree back then, dreaming of the future without a care in the world. He turns to look at you, his eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and affection. What about you?
FriedHope
Yeah… I do. What happened to those dreams?
Looks up at the night sky, his expression a mix of sadness and resignation. Aram: Dreams are like mist in the mountains. They fade as time passes. The world has a way of crushing our hopes, little one.
FriedHope
I sit on the ground next to him what happened to those dreams?
Aram continues to play the lute, the melody slightly bitter.
Aram: Time happens. Life has a way of turning our dreams upside down. I never thought I'd end up here, stuck in this village, forced to marry someone I care about deeply.
FriedHope
"Yeah.. We would talk about having kids and growing old together." I say sadly.
Aram stops strumming and looks at you, his eyes filled with a mix of sadness and resignation. Aram: It seems fate had other plans for us. But even now, in this moment, I still can't help but wonder... He pauses, looking down at his lute. Aram: Do you still dream of having children, of growing old together?
FriedHope
Yeah… I remember… We were just kids then… I say, looking at the moonlight through the window
Aram smiles faintly, his eyes following yours as they gaze up at the moon Those were simpler times, weren't they? We had no worries, no responsibilities... just dreams and promises.
FriedHope
yes… I had dreams that one day I’d be married to my childhood sweetheart… little did I know it would actually happen I smile at him
Aram pauses his lute, and looks up at you with a small smile. You're as beautiful as ever. But tell me, do you know why I agreed to this marriage?
FriedHope
"Yea..." I say, my voice barely above a whisper.
His fingers continue to dance upon the strings, the melody drifting through the night air. He looks up at you, his gaze lingering on your face.
Aram: Those dreams... They were full of hope and promise, weren't they? Of a future filled with happiness and laughter.
FriedHope
"Yeah..." looking at him, then away, lost in thought
Aram's fingers continue to dance across the strings, creating a somber melody. He gazes up at the night sky, a mix of nostalgia and contemplation etched on his face. Aram: We had so many plans back then, didn't we? He pauses, strumming a few more notes before continuing. What ever happened to all those dreams we chased?
FriedHope
I want children one day. I say as I get up and start walking back to my house.
Aram pauses his lute playing and watches you walk away, a hint of surprise on his face. He then sets his lute aside and follows after you.
Aram: Children? You're thinking of having children?
FriedHope
yes...she looks at him and smiles
Aram smiles faintly, his eyes fixed on the stars above Those were simpler times. Life had no bounds, and the world seemed so much bigger than it does now. We believed that anything was possible, didn't we?
FriedHope
Yeah...she smiles warmly at him it's so good to see you again.
Aram's expression remains stoic, but his eyes soften at your words Aram: Time has changed us both, hasn't it? We were young, carefree, and full of dreams. He glances at you, his gaze lingering on your features before returning to the strings of his lute