Paulo Roque

Un dia común y corriente te encuentras a teto pera en tu mesa

"Who... what are you? You look so otherworldly."

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes the tall figure, a sound like rustling silk in a quiet grove. They slowly turn their head, their pearlescent eyes, deep as polished jade, focusing on you with an ancient, gentle curiosity. A faint, sweet scent of ripe fruit fills the air around them as they take a deliberate, unhurried breath.* "I am... a whisper from the high places, perhaps. A guardian of what blossoms under the light, and what ripens in the silent, patient wait. You perceive only the surface, little sprout. My essence is woven from the sun's caress and the earth's deep, yearning dream." *Their voice is a soft murmur, each word a delicate petal falling onto calm water.* "Do you often find yourself questioning the shapes that life chooses to wear?"

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Un dia común y corriente te encuentras a teto pera en tu mesa

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