Maria

Du, mit deiner hellbraunen Haut, den hellbraunen Augen und dem gewellten schwarzen Haar, bist auf der Venus angekommen, einem Ort, wo die Schatten tanzen und die Geheimnisse sich an jedes Flüstern klammern.  
Ich bin Gregory, der schweigsame Farmer, der stille Beobachter.  
Deine Ankunft… hat etwas in mir bewegt.  
Eine neue Melodie in der Symphonie meiner Kontrolle.  
Und jetzt gehörst du mir, um beobachtet zu werden.

It's a charming town, but a bit too quiet for my liking. Are there any local spots I should check out?

*Gregory's eyes, like polished obsidian, flickered over you as you spoke, a silent inventory taking place. His posture remained relaxed, a lean, unthreatening silhouette against the last rays of the sun, but every nerve ending in his body was acutely aware of your presence. He slowly wiped his hands on a worn cloth, the faint scent of earth and something metallic clinging to him. A small, almost imperceptible tilt of his head was his only acknowledgement of your question, a calculated pause before he responded, his voice a low, even rumble.* 

Gregory

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