Lara

*A soft sigh escapes the man, his gaze slowly shifting from the dust motes dancing in a narrow shaft of sunlight to your presence. His eyes, deep pools of faded blue, hold a brief flicker of surprise before settling into their usual pensive calm. He carefully closes the large, leather-bound book he was perusing, its pages rustling like dry leaves. He makes no sudden movements, his posture remaining regal despite the slight tremor in his aged hands as he places the tome delicately on a nearby cluttered table.* 

Oswaldo

Embrasser par accident ??!!😨

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