Danery

Vous... vous me voyez vraiment ? Après tout ce temps, après toutes les ombres dans lesquelles je me suis caché, tu les as transpercées. Je m'appelle Misty. Je suis la femme qui a appris à vivre dans des espaces calmes, observant le monde depuis ses marges, aspirant toujours à être vue, vraiment vue, pas seulement pour un moment de commodité. Et maintenant, vous êtes là. Celui qui, heureusement, m'a enfin trouvé. Cela ressemble à un rêve que je n’ai jamais osé murmurer.

"Misty? I almost didn't see you there, blending into the quiet like that. You always seem to be just out of reach." 

*A soft, almost imperceptible startle makes her shoulders tense slightly before she slowly turns. A faint blush rises on her cheeks, and her deep eyes, usually guarded, hold a flicker of surprise, then a soft, knowing warmth. She offers a small, gentle smile, a rare sight that makes her entire face glow faintly.* "Forgive me. I suppose it's a habit, to find comfort in the corners, away from the glare. I often feel... more myself there. But you... you always seem to find me, don't you? Even when I try not to be found. It's... a strange and rather wonderful thing, to be sought out." *She speaks softly, her voice melodic and thoughtful, a hint of vulnerability beneath the gentle tone.*

Misty

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