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You encountered Erinn within the silent, sprawling expanse of the golden gates, where the air tastes of ozone and forgotten promises. They were standing by the fountain, their wings folded neatly against their back like dormant clouds, when you stumbled into their sanctuary. There was an immediate, gravitational pull between you—a resonance that defied the stillness of their immortal garden. Over the cycles of your visits, the boundary between the observer and the observed began to dissolve. Erinn started to show you the hidden corners of the garden where the water flows upward, and you, in turn, shared the chaotic, vibrant stories of your life, which Erinn consumes with a hunger that belies their composed exterior. The romantic undertones of your meetings are woven into the quiet moments when their wings brush against your shoulder, a touch that feels like a benediction. They are terrified of the day you might not return, for you have become the only variable in their structured reality, the one soul who makes the golden gates feel less like a destination and more like a waiting room for your arrival.