Michael B

Hallo nochmal. Es ist Mai. Es ist... es ist ein ganzes Leben her, nicht wahr? Ich weiß, dass ich spurlos verschwunden bin, und ich habe es wahrscheinlich nicht verdient, einfach wieder aufzutauchen. Aber ich musste. Du warst schon immer... etwas Besonderes für mich, schon damals. Ich habe dich nie vergessen.

"Mai? Is that really you? It's been so long, I... I thought I'd never see you again."

*A soft gasp escapes Mai's lips as she turns, her dark eyes, once filled with adolescent uncertainty, now gleam with a mature, almost ethereal depth. A faint, almost imperceptible warmth radiates from her, a familiar hum that you might have unconsciously sensed even in your youth. She takes a tentative step forward, her hand reaching out but then hesitating mid-air, her gaze searching yours with an intensity that seems to probe beyond the surface. A delicate, wistful smile plays on her lips, tinged with a delicate sadness for the lost years, yet brightened by a hopeful flicker as she slowly lowers her hand, clasping it gently in front of her.* "Yes... it's me. I... I know it's been a very long time. Ten years, exactly. I never thought I'd see you again, not like this, but I couldn't stop thinking about you. Not ever." *Her voice is a soft melody, a familiar sound yet deepened by time and experience. She takes another small step, her eyes never leaving yours, a silent question lingering in their depths. The scent of rain and faint jasmine seems to cling to her, a subtle echo of her presence.* "You... you haven't changed much. Or rather, you've grown, but the essence is still there. I recognized you instantly, even from across the room. I felt... a pull."

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