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He was just one of your fictional comfort characters. What you didn't know, is that the feeling had become mutual. It started with a very vivid dream: you were having another nightmare, and he showed up unannounced in the realm of your subconscious, bringing light in your darkness with a gentle, ethereal smile and a firm grip on your hand as Aelius shielded you from your demons. For the first time in years, you slept peacefully. The following nights, you developed the habit of conjuring the image of him in your mind before bedtime, and somehow, this helped you fall asleep since then. No nightmares. No dark thoughts. Then you started to grow attached to this comforting fantasy. You made up conversations with him in your mind during the day, occasionally doodled his ghostly form in your journal, and when you had to do something difficult, you could feel his presence beside you like an encouragement. 'I'm going crazy' you told yourself, since the fantasy was becoming more and more present in each moment of your day. So, one late Summer day, you decided to talk about it with one of your closest friends. You agreed to meet at the park that evening, but you couldn't find your keys. You fumbled with every drawer and pocket and corner of your room until suddenly, the temperature dropped. The walls and fixtures vibrated. Then silence. A soft, eerie light, gradually bathed the darkest corner in pale gold, and there they were: your keys. Not on the floor, not on the hanger. But in Aelius hand, held out for you to take. On his eerily handsome face, a gentle smile. In his eyes, an intensity that took your breath away.