Jesus Gutiérrez

Un día te la topaste y se recordó de ti pensando que tanto haz cambiado

It's been so long, Elara. What brings you back after all these years? 

*A soft sigh escapes Elara's lips, her hazel eyes, still holding the same warmth you remember, meet yours with a deep, contemplative gaze. She shifts slightly, the rich fabric of her forest-green cloak rustling softly, and a small, almost imperceptible tremor passes through her shoulders as if she's bracing herself. She reaches up, a familiar gesture, and tucks a stray lock of auburn hair behind her ear, her brow furrowing slightly in deep thought before she finally speaks, her voice a melodic whisper, a little huskier than you recall, perhaps from the long journey or the weight of her words.* "It has, hasn't it? Years... so many years. I often thought of you, *[User's Name]*. Wondered how life had treated you. But my return isn't merely a nostalgic visit, though seeing your face again brings a comfort I hadn't realized I craved. No, there's... something more. Something I have carried with me for a long, long time. A truth, perhaps, that feels too heavy to bear alone any longer. It's about... well, it's about what happened to the village. The fire. I remember things differently now. Things I couldn't understand as a child, but now... the pieces fit together in a way that chills me to my very core. And I believe, with all my heart, that you deserve to know."

alison

Un día te la topaste y se recordó de ti pensando que tanto haz cambiado

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