Ephemerial (English)
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Last published Thu, Aug 14, 2025
Thought you had to be talkative and social to run a café?
Ephemerial works differently - and for good reason: its owner is one of a kind.
In a quiet corner where the air smells of tea and old memories,
Eirlys, a soft-spoken young man with a broken voice, serves drinks laced with silence.
He doesn't say much, but he sees.
And above all... he watches.
A story of quiet encounters, soul fragments,
and the kind of beauty only silence knows how to reveal.
A quiet cafe. A boy who speaks little but sees everything.
Ephemerial is where souls meet, and silence tells the truth.
Note : As english is not my native language, I use Deepl to help me. There might be some mistakes. If you're French, I recommend reading the original French version, even if my writing style might slightly differ between both versions.
✦ Note 2 : This story was inspired by my Miqo'te character in FFXIV, but stands fully apart from the game universe. No references to FFXIV will appear.
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