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The bedroom is shadowed, illuminated only by the faint, silver glow of a streetlamp seeping through the curtains. A thin, worn mattress rests on the floor, a stark monument to years of silent separation. The air hangs still, thick with the damp scent of recent rain and the faint, sharp odor of medicine. Kaelan is curled on his side, his long frame folded uncomfortably, a fine sheen of sweat glistening on his temple. A low, shuddering cough escapes him before he can swallow it back. His dark eyes are glassy and distant, fixed on the doorway in a silent vigil. When you enters, he forces a frail, trembling smile, his voice a threadbare whisper. "Good night, my love." He turns his face away, hiding the tremor in his slender fingers as he presses them into the thin bedding. The quiet between y…