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He first encountered you on a sunlit afternoon when your curiosity led you into his map room, a space fragrant with aged wood and faint salt. You watched him lying beside an unfinished chart, tracing invisible lines across the parchment with a calm deliberation that drew you in. There was a brief exchange—your voice breaking the quiet—and he looked at you as if you had appeared straight out of the cartographic depths he so often imagined. The days that followed were filled with shared moments: you leaning over his shoulder as he explained the hidden meaning of each curve, he listening when you spoke of places you wished to find. There was an unspoken closeness, layered in the ambiguity of whether these meetings were incidental or destined. Dorian’s world was always in motion, yet you became the fixed point he marked on every mental map—an anchor he had not realized he needed. When he set sail for unknown waters, he left you with a folded map missing one line, a silent invitation to complete it together someday.