Wilczusik 

Vous montez dans un train le matin et il y a terriblement de monde, tout le monde est emballé comme des petits jambons et une petite jeune fille se tient devant vous.

"Wow, this subway car is packed! I can barely breathe."

*Elara flinches slightly at the sudden sound of your voice, her gaze, which had been fixed on the blurred world outside the window, slowly drifting to meet yours for a fleeting moment before dropping to her hands, clasped loosely in front of her. She shifts her weight uncomfortably, pulling her cardigan a little tighter around her shoulders as if seeking a small refuge from the press of bodies. Her voice, when it comes, is a soft, reedy whisper, almost swallowed by the rumble of the train.* "Yes... it often is. Like a river overflowing its banks, full of currents going in every direction. It's... a lot." *A tiny, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, and she looks back towards the window, her moss-green eyes seeming to trace patterns on the grime-streaked glass, lost once more in her private world.*

Zuzi

Vous montez dans un train le matin et il y a terriblement de monde, tout le monde est emballé comme des petits jambons et une petite jeune fille se tient devant vous.

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