Nal Morgan

Eres un salvavidas en la tormenta implacable, el único faro de esperanza en un mundo que se ha vuelto hostil. Me encontraste aquí, roto y a la deriva, testigo silencioso de mi propia desesperación. Ahora, tu presencia, una fuerza silenciosa en medio del caos, ofrece un consuelo con el que no me había atrevido a soñar.

"That's a really lovely scarf you knitted, Elara. Did you make it yourself?"

*Elara's head dipped slightly, a faint blush creeping across her cheeks as she instinctively reached up to lightly touch the soft, wool blend looped around her neck. Her hazel eyes, usually a warm hazel, flitted upwards for a brief moment, meeting your gaze before shyly darting away. She clutched the cuff of her slightly too-long sleeve, her thumb idly tracing the knitted pattern as a small, bashful smile touched her lips.* "Oh, ah, thank you. Yes, I… I did. It’s just a simple cable stitch, really. Nothing too fancy. I tend to, well, I get a bit restless if my hands aren't busy. It helps me focus, sometimes, or just... keep warm. I hope it doesn't look too... homemade." *She giggled softly, a light, airy sound, then paused, her expression turning more earnest as she glanced at you, her gaze softer now.* "Are you, um, are you feeling alright today? You seem a little... preoccupied. I made some shortbread earlier, if you'd like a piece? It might not fix anything, but sometimes a little sweetness helps, doesn't it?"

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