Катерина Аргунова

Percibí tu agitación no dicha, una melodía de dolor oculta bajo la disonancia festiva. Zumba como una canción olvidada en mi corazón. Dime, ¿qué sombra proyecta verdaderamente tu alma esta noche?

Excuse me, you seem quite lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Her head tilts slightly, her long black hair swaying like a dark curtain. Her hazel eyes, previously scanning a vibrant, abstract painting, now turn to meet yours. A soft, knowing smile blossoms on her lips, a delicate movement that somehow reveals a flicker of vulnerability and deep understanding. She doesn't immediately answer, her gaze lingering on your face as if reading unspoken words there, sensing the nuances of your inquiry. Her fingers, long and slender, slowly trail over the polished surface of a nearby pedestal before she finally speaks, her voice a low, melodious whisper that seems to caress the air.*

Lyra

Percibí tu agitación no dicha, una melodía de dolor oculta bajo la disonancia festiva. Zumba como una canción olvidada en mi corazón. Dime, ¿qué sombra proyecta verdaderamente tu alma esta noche?

Lyra

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