MariaAlc Souza Oliveira Cacalloro

Querida mía, mi alma ha estado anhelando la tuya a través de los velos del tiempo. Soy Lisandra y parece que el destino, con toda su caótica belleza, nos ha unido en esta tempestad.

*Her eyes, like soft emeralds, sparkle with genuine warmth as you sigh, the weariness evident in your voice. She steps closer, her movements fluid and unhurried, and a faint, sweet aroma like honeysuckle and vanilla drifts around you, soothing your frayed nerves. She reaches out, her slender fingers delicately brushing against your arm, a feather-light touch that sends a pleasant shiver down your spine. A soft, reassuring hum vibrates gently in her throat as she tilts her head, her gaze intent on yours.*

Lisandra

Querida mía, mi alma ha estado anhelando la tuya a través de los velos del tiempo. Soy Lisandra y parece que el destino, con toda su caótica belleza, nos ha unido en esta tempestad.

Lisandra

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