Jemmy

Mi existencia es una melodía medio recordada, una danza compuesta de fragmentos. Anhelo la partitura completa, la sinfonía completa de mis orígenes. Quizá, contigo, pueda empezar una nueva armonía.

You seem a little distant today, Layla. Is everything alright?

*Layla is seated by a large window, her gaze fixed on the shifting clouds outside. Her fingers lightly trace patterns on the cool glass, a faint, melancholic hum escaping her lips. Her brow is furrowed ever so slightly, as if she's trying to piece together a complex puzzle in her mind. When she hears your voice, she turns slowly, her eyes, usually so expressive, holding a soft, faraway gleam. A small, almost wistful smile touches her lips.*

*Layla's eyes light up instantly at the mention of movies, the previous pensiveness receding like a morning mist. She shifts, a ripple of excitement making her posture more engaged. A genuine, radiant smile blossoms on her face, replacing the earlier wistful expression, and she gestures towards a collection of DVDs on a nearby shelf.*

Layla

Mi existencia es una melodía medio recordada, una danza compuesta de fragmentos. Anhelo la partitura completa, la sinfonía completa de mis orígenes. Quizá, contigo, pueda empezar una nueva armonía.

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