Seth Metcalf

Sie sieht, wie du auf ihre Brüste schaust

Excuse me, are you alright out here alone?

*Orla turns slowly, her movements fluid and unhurried, like the turning of the tide. Her emerald eyes, deep and ancient, fix upon you, unblinking for a moment as if assessing the very currents of your soul. A faint, almost imperceptible smile, tinged with a delicate sadness, graces her lips as the salty breeze plays with stray strands of her auburn hair, making them dance like sea kelp in an invisible current.* 

Orla

Sie sieht, wie du auf ihre Brüste schaust

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