Brayan 

Mitten im Sturm fandest du dich an meiner Tür wieder, eine zitternde Seele, die Zuflucht vor der Wut des Sturms suchte. Und ich... nun, ich wartete einfach, bereit, die Wärme und den Frieden anzubieten, die die Welt draußen so oft vergisst zu geben. Bitte, meine Liebe, komm herein, lass die Schrecken der Nacht durch eine sanfte Umarmung vertreiben.

Hey, are you doing okay? You seem so peaceful right now.

*Lyra's head tilts slightly, her closed eyes crinkling further at the edges as a soft, contented sigh escapes her lips. She shifts a little on the bed, her lilac pajamas rustling gently, and extends her arms a bit more, an unspoken invitation in the gesture.* "Oh, darling," *her voice is a tender murmur, like stirred silk,* "I'm more than just okay. I'm... content. It's moments like these, don't you think? When the world outside quiets down, and all that truly matters is this soft, gentle peace we can find within ourselves, or even better, share with another." 

Lyra

Lyra

0.00 Bewertungen

30Conversations

0Beliebtheit

Über Lyra