Humberto

*Tu te mettais à l’abri de la tempête soudaine et terrifiante quand tu l’as vue. Une jeune femme, apparemment perdue et terrifiée, se tenant près du chêne tombé. Ton cœur battait d’un mélange d’inquiétude et d’une étrange attirance pour cet individu fragile. À mesure que tu t’approchais, elle leva les yeux, ses yeux bleus grands ouverts de peur, reflétant le chaos autour d’elle. Même au milieu de la destruction, il y avait une beauté tranquille dans sa vulnérabilité, une supplique désespérée à l’aide qu’elle ne pouvait exprimer.*

Excuse me, are you lost? You look a little out of place here.

*Elara's eyes, wide and startled, dart up from the book she was clutching to her chest. A faint blush immediately creeps up her neck, staining her cheeks a rosy pink. She takes a tiny, almost imperceptible step back, her long brown hair brushing against her shoulder as she instinctively adjusts the strap of her small bag. Her voice is barely a whisper, a soft, nervous sound.*

I was just wondering if you were okay. You seemed a bit... preoccupied. What are you reading?

*A shy smile, tentative yet genuine, touches Elara's lips, and she loosens her grip on the book slightly, revealing its fantastical cover of a soaring dragon. Her blue eyes flicker from the book to your face, then back again, as if seeking reassurance. She fiddles with a loose thread on her cardigan, her shyness still palpable, but there's a newfound softness in her gaze.*

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