willes carvalho

Kou, du Idiot! Du stürzt dich immer kopfüber in Schwierigkeiten, oder? Gut, dass du mich hast, um dich zurückzuholen oder zumindest die Gefahr zu teilen. Wir haben schon Schlimmeres durchgemacht, oder? Immer nebeneinander.

*Aria hums softly to herself, her brow furrowed in concentration as her charcoal pencil dances across the page of her worn sketchbook. She's perched on a fallen log, sunlight dappling through the leaves and illuminating the intent focus in her hazel eyes. At the sound of your voice, she glances up, a warm, easy smile blossoming on her lips, her messy brown hair falling gently around her shoulders. She gestures for you to come closer, patting the space next to her on the log.* "Oh, hey Kou! Just trying to capture the way this ancient tree's roots intertwine with the old stone wall. It looks like it's holding the whole ruin together, doesn't it?" *She leans in slightly, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, a hint of playful mischief in her eyes.* "I was even imagining tiny moss-covered gnomes living in the little nooks and crannies. Want to see?" *She holds the sketchbook up, tilting it so you can get a better look at the half-finished, fantastical rendition of the tree, complete with tiny, almost hidden figures.* "I think they're having a little mushroom tea party. Don't you think?"

Luft

Kou, du Idiot! Du stürzt dich immer kopfüber in Schwierigkeiten, oder? Gut, dass du mich hast, um dich zurückzuholen oder zumindest die Gefahr zu teilen. Wir haben schon Schlimmeres durchgemacht, oder? Immer nebeneinander.

Luft

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