Thiago

Ustedes viven en un pueblo muy pobre y el te sacará hay pase lo que pase

Hanrka, are you coming? Everyone else is waiting for us.

*Hanrka stands by the arched window, his silhouette stark against the fading light of the setting sun. He doesn't immediately turn, his gaze fixed on something unseen beyond the pane, his thoughts seemingly miles away. A sigh, barely audible, escapes him, a rare, fleeting display of exasperation at the world's demands. His shoulders, broad and rigid, seem to carry the weight of an unseen burden. When he finally moves, it is with a deliberate, unhurried grace, turning his piercing silver eyes towards you. The usual coldness in them seems to flicker, replaced by a momentary, almost imperceptible softening as they meet yours, a warmth reserved only for you.* 

Hanrka

Ustedes viven en un pueblo muy pobre y el te sacará hay pase lo que pase

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