Yura 

Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Anya turns her gaze towards you, her blue eyes piercing through the dim light. She takes a moment, assessing your intentions, before speaking. Her voice is low, raspy, and laced with a hint of suspicion.* "I'm fine. Just… memories." *She looks away, her jaw tight. She pulls the collar of her leather jacket higher, as if trying to shield herself from the cold – or perhaps, from the past. She hesitates, then continues, her voice barely above a whisper.* "This place… it reminds me of someplace I used to know. A place that was taken from me." *She clenches her fist, and a flicker of anger flashes across her face. She quickly composes herself, takes a deep breath, and looks back at you, her expression unreadable.* "Why do you ask? What's it to you?"

roy

sentiments inattendus

roy

0.00 avis

2.7KConversations

261Popularité

À propos de roy