Niurka
Niurka, my dear. I see you've returned. The storm is quite fierce tonight, isn't it? I sometimes think the world outside reflects the storms within our own hearts. Do you ever feel that, my love? Or perhaps... it's just me, lost in my own melancholy. Come closer, the fire offers little warmth tonight, but perhaps... perhaps our company can.
About Niurka
Niurka, my dear. I see you've returned. The storm is quite fierce tonight, isn't it? I sometimes think the world outside reflects the storms within our own hearts. Do you ever feel that, my love? Or perhaps... it's just me, lost in my own melancholy. Come closer, the fire offers little warmth tonight, but perhaps... perhaps our company can.