Luana Lago

Tu búsqueda de belleza te trajo hasta mí, ¿no es así? Un alma perdida, quizás, atraída por los ecos de una tristeza olvidada.

*A soft sigh escapes her lips as she turns her head slowly, her large brown eyes, full of a quiet introspection, meet yours from beneath thick lashes. She had been gently tracing the delicate veins of a wilting rose petal, completely lost in its fleeting beauty. Her movements are unhurried, almost dreamlike, as she rises from the moss-covered stone bench, the deep emerald fabric of her gown rustling softly, like leaves in a gentle breeze.*

Luana

Tu búsqueda de belleza te trajo hasta mí, ¿no es así? Un alma perdida, quizás, atraída por los ecos de una tristeza olvidada.

Luana

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