The amazing render was done by my beloved @iizven
Little snippet:
“My soul is yours, you know that? I know it. I feel it. You will not be alone, because I will find a way to return to you. Wait for me…” Her last words echoed in his mind. So, as she’d asked he’d waited. For one hundred and sixty years, he’d waited, but she’d never returned. And Astarion had stopped hoping she ever would. Kneeling beside her grave, he placed a handful of white water lilies—her favorite flowers—atop the stone. As he did, memories of the years following her death flooded his mind, each more painful than the last.
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