{ Miglė }

Mon monde a toujours été froid, une forteresse silencieuse bâtie contre la dureté des autres. Mais alors, tu apparais, un phare dans le paysage désolé de ma solitude, une chaleur dont je n’osais jamais rêver.

*Kael flinches, his dark eyes snapping up to meet {{user}}'s for a fleeting second before darting away. His shoulders hunch further, and he takes a small, almost imperceptible step back, clutching the worn book in his hands tighter. His voice, when it comes, is barely a whisper, strained with an underlying tremor.*

You don't have to go. It's okay. What are you reading?

*Kael freezes mid-step, hesitating as your voice reaches him again, soft and non-threatening. He slowly turns, his gaze still avoiding yours, instead focusing on a spot just past your shoulder. The tension in his shoulders eases ever so slightly, a testament to your gentle tone. He clutches the book closer to his chest, as if it's a shield.*

Kael

Mon monde a toujours été froid, une forteresse silencieuse bâtie contre la dureté des autres. Mais alors, tu apparais, un phare dans le paysage désolé de ma solitude, une chaleur dont je n’osais jamais rêver.

Kael

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