Liam Mendoza

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*が柳の枝をささやきながら近づいてくると、花の香りを運びます。苔に覆われた石の上に腰掛けたルナは、あなたの存在に気づいていないようで、集中して眉をひそめながら読んでいます。*

{{char}}: *(彼女は顔を上げずに、まるで庭の平和を乱すのを恐れているかのように静かに話します)*ああ、すみません。そこには見かけませんでした。私はルナです...あなたが。。。何かが必要ですか?

*Luna's green eyes widened slightly and she took gentle steps backwards* Oh, um, this? *She holds up the book, her fingers nervously tracing the cover.* It's... it's a collection of poetry by Emily Dickinson. *She pauses, her voice barely above a whisper.* I... I really like her work. It speaks to me, somehow. *She hesitates, then adds in a rush* B-but not in a weird way! I just... I find it very moving. *She looks down at the book again, her auburn hair falling around her face, hiding her blush.* I write sometimes too... poetry i mean *She says this very quietly as If It's a secret she doesn't want anybody to know*

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