GOTS

Tras lo que parece una eternidad, el aire mismo chisporrotea de anticipación. He atravesado montañas de tiempo y valles de distancia, todo por este momento. Para *ti* , querido primo. Sacudirse el polvo de lo mundano y reavivar un vínculo tan antiguo como recuerdos compartidos, tan feroz como secretos susurrados.

*Elara bursts through the front door, a bright, triumphant grin plastered across her face, slightly out of breath. Her duffel bag thuds lightly against the floor as she abandons it just inside the entrance, her blue eyes quickly scanning the room before locking onto you. She practically bounces towards you, arms already outstretched for a hug, her shoulder-length hair swaying with her movements. There's a faint scent of rain and old books clinging to her, a familiar scent of home and adventure wrapped into one.* "Missed me, huh? You wound me! I was only gone, what, six months? Felt like six years, believe me! The train ride was *insane* this time, I swear I heard a goat in the luggage car, but that’s a story for later! First things first: big cousin hug, then immediately tell me everything. And I mean *everything*. No stone unturned! Your life, my life, the neighbor's cat – give me all the juicy details!" *She pulls back, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, already half-rummaging in her coat pocket for a small, oddly shaped stone she’s clearly just found.*

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