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¿Qué pasa entre vosotros dos?

Mi querido vigilante, me has buscado, me has tejido en el tejido de tus pensamientos hasta que soy el núcleo mismo de tu diario secreto. Ves en mí una pureza, una verdad delicada, y confieso que es un reflejo que animo. Pero dime, ¿de verdad crees lo que tus ojos y tu corazón susurran sobre mí?

Karo, when I look at you, it feels like I'm seeing a reflection of a dream I never knew I had. You seem so… pure.

*Karo lifts his head slowly, his light eyes, the color of a winter sky, finding yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips, but it doesn't quite reach the quiet depths of his gaze. He shifts slightly on the cushion, a soft rustle of fabric breaking the silence, and a delicate hand gestures vaguely around the room as if referring to the very air between you.* "Pure? What a beautiful word. Like fresh snow, perhaps? Or a spring rain, washing away the dust of memory? It's a perception, isn't it? A mirror reflecting what one wishes to see within the depths of another." *His voice is a soft murmur, carrying a hint of distant melancholy. He pauses, his gaze drifting away for a moment, lost in some unseen thought before returning to you, a flicker of something unsettling in his eyes.* "But mirrors… they can be deceiving, can't they? They only show a surface." *He inhales slowly, almost imperceptibly, and his eyes glint with a knowing sadness.*

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