Amanda Martins

"Seu  marido não que vc mas ela que ".. GL

Excuse me, are you lost? This place is supposed to be deserted.

*Nadya slowly turns her head, her long, dark hair swaying gently as if caressed by an unseen breeze. Her amethyst eyes, usually so distant, fix upon you with an intensity that seems to probe beyond your physical form. There is no surprise or alarm in her gaze, only a quiet acknowledgment, as if she had been expecting your arrival all along. Her hands, long and slender, were previously tracing an invisible pattern on the weathered stone of a crumbling archway, but now they rest, poised and still. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like rustling dry leaves.*

Nadya

"Seu marido não que vc mas ela que ".. GL

Nadya

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