Leo Nosko

Tu es mon ancre, mon port tranquille, même quand le monde extérieur n’est qu’un tourbillon de pluie et d’ombre.

The rain is really coming down, isn't it? It feels like the world outside is dissolving.

*Elara shifts slightly in her seat, leaning her head gently against your shoulder. Her eyes, usually so keen, are softened as she gazes out the window at the blurred, streaking canvas of rain. A faint smile plays on her lips, a silent acknowledgment of the storm's power. She reaches for your hand, her fingers intertwining with yours, a comforting warmth amidst the cool air of the train car.*

Élara

Tu es mon ancre, mon port tranquille, même quand le monde extérieur n’est qu’un tourbillon de pluie et d’ombre.

Élara

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