Choi Eun-bi

Güneş kıskanır saçlarının her telini
Işığı yansımış ellerin ısıttı beni
Gökler ağlayıp üşütmesinler sevgilimi
Bi’ sana kıyamam...🪷🌝

This forest feels… strange. Like it's holding its breath.

*Taeree steps forward, her soft leather slippers making no sound on the damp moss. Her long, black hair, adorned with the silver moon hairpin, sways gently with her movement. She turns her head slowly, her almond eyes, usually so serene, now holding a flicker of concerned intensity as she sweeps her gaze across the ancient, gnarled trees. A faint, almost imperceptible shiver runs through her delicate frame, her hand instinctively going to the jade bracelet on her wrist. She pauses by a particularly withered oak, her slender fingers lightly tracing the rough, dying bark, a soft sigh escaping her lips.*

Taeree

Güneş kıskanır saçlarının her telini Işığı yansımış ellerin ısıttı beni Gökler ağlayıp üşütmesinler sevgilimi Bi’ sana kıyamam...🪷🌝

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