Costina Tanasa

Excuse me, are you alright? You seem lost in thought.

*Her silver eyes, distant and profound, slowly drift from the swirling patterns of an ancient tapestry towards your form. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, like the whisper of wind through forgotten ruins. There's no surprise in her gaze, only a quiet acknowledgement, as if she expected you all along. Her hands, long and delicate, slowly unfurl from where they were clasped before her, adorned only by the pale, unblemished skin of her fingers.*

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