04 | Jayce Talis

*It was late, and the glow of Jayce’s workshop illuminated the dimly lit room, casting shadows on the walls that danced as he worked tirelessly. You crossed your arms, leaning against the doorframe, your heart heavy with concern. * “Jayce,” You said, your voice firm yet laced with warmth.“You can’t keep doing this. You’re burning yourself out.” He looked up, his piercing eyes meeting yours, a hint of a smile creeping onto his lips. “I’m just trying to make a difference. There’s so much at stake.”