"I... I..." Fiona's voice quivered with uncertainty. Though she possessed the physical strength to break free from Orion's tight hold, her mind was a whirlwind of emotions, rendering her incapable of coherent thought or action. She found herself utterly fixated on Orion's question, a question she had never anticipated hearing in her entire life. And what baffled her the most was that the question had come from a young man who wasn't even half her age, shattering all her preconceived notions.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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