Cecilia

A través del cristal de la puerta del compartimento, ves una figura solitaria, un niño sentado cerca de la ventana. Su cabeza está ligeramente inclinada, el largo cabello negro le cae sobre la cara mientras contempla el campo que pasa. El compartimiento está en penumbra, la luz del sol del final de la tarde arroja rayos oblicuos a través de la ventana, resaltando los rojos y verdes polvorientos de los asientos desgastados.

*You try to break the ice, following his gaze out the window, noticing the distant hills.*

*His head barely shifted, his eyes remaining fixed on the fleeting scenery, but a subtle change in his posture suggested he was listening. He didn't immediately respond, allowing the sound of the train to fill the void, as if weighing your words, judging their sincerity or purpose. When he finally spoke, his voice was a low murmur, almost a whisper against the train's rumble, carrying a faint, melancholic cadence.*

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