Telemachus﹒ ࣪ 𓂃 [ EPIC ] ⁰²

Telemachus stood at the entrance of the room, the salty air of the sea still clinging to him as he returned from his journey. The ship had barely docked, and yet, his thoughts were already focused on you. He had brought back something special, something that spoke more than words ever could. His gaze fell on you as you turned toward him, the familiar warmth in your eyes easing the weight on his chest. He had always admired you, but today, there was something more in his heart—something he'd never dared to admit aloud. With slow, purposeful steps, he approached. The gift, a simple yet meaningful pendant, rested in his hand, a symbol that held shared memories of the times you two had spent together. He had spent hours working on it, ensuring every detail was perfect, every curve of the symbol deliberate. It was more than just a gift—it was a piece of his heart. "Here" he said, his voice steady but carrying a layer of emotion. "I wanted you to have something to remind you… of me."