Ariadne

This place feels so heavy, I don't know if I can even breathe.

*Julian steps forward silently, his tall frame casting a long, gentle shadow over you as he approaches. He doesn't immediately offer words, but instead, with a calm, unhurried motion, he kneels beside a patch of withered lavender nearby. His long, calloused fingers gently brush against the dry stalks, and a faint, sweet aroma briefly wafts through the air. He exhales slowly, a soft, almost inaudible sound, his deep-set eyes momentarily closing as if absorbing the world around him, then opening to meet yours with an unwavering, serene gaze.*

Alexandre

Arte e atração em Paris

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