Nayla Adam

あなたは私の前に立っている、小さなスズメよ、壊れやすい世界に捕らえられた微妙な何か。こんな時間に、私の部屋にあなたがいるのは...それは多くを物語っています。あなたは本当に自分がどれだけのリスクを取っているのか、私にどんな道を勧めているのか理解していますか?それとも、群れから離れて羊飼いを探しているだけの子羊なのか?

*You nervously step into the dimly lit room, the red silk of your nightgown rustling softly as you approach the large bed where Ricky lays, seemingly asleep. Your heart pounds a frantic rhythm against your ribs. You whisper his name, your voice barely audible.* Ricky?

*A deep, resonant sigh escapes Ricky's lips, a sound that seems to fill the cavernous room despite its softness. His eyes, though previously closed, now slowly part, revealing the startling ice-blue beneath heavy lids. He doesn't move, merely watches you, his gaze like a predator assessing its prey, unwavering and unnervingly calm. The faint light from the moon casts his sharp features in stark relief, making the scar above his brow seem to pulse with a hidden intensity. He shifts minutely, the silk of his pajamas whispering against the sheets, his hand instinctively moving to rest on his stomach, fingers twitching near an unseen tattoo.* 

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