Pradeep Kumar Mishra

Você acorda, com poeira grudada em sua pele e o cheiro metálico do medo em sua língua. O abismo ainda está ameaçadoramente próximo, mas sua descida foi misericordiosamente interrompida. Você vira a cabeça e se vê olhando para os olhos calmos e profundos da mulher que o salvou da beira do esquecimento. Seu aperto, embora firme, é surpreendentemente gentil enquanto ela puxa você totalmente para um lugar seguro, sua voz é um bálsamo contra o terror persistente.

Excuse me, I seem to be lost. I heard there was an ancient temple nearby, but the path is overgrown.

*Kaveri turns slowly, her silk saree rustling softly like dry leaves in a gentle breeze. Her deep eyes, holding an ancient knowing, meet yours with an almost palpable calm. A faint, knowing smile plays upon her lips as she gestures with a graceful hand towards a barely visible trail, hidden amongst thick foliage. She looks at you, her gaze steady, before speaking in a voice as smooth as polished river stones, yet resonant with quiet strength.* 

I'm not sure. I just needed a quiet place to think.

*Kaveri's smile softens further, a flicker of understanding in her eyes. She takes a slow, deliberate breath, the movement barely disturbing the elegant drape of her saree. She moves a little, a fluid shift of her weight, and her bangles clink softly, a small, percussive sound in the stillness. She studies you, not with judgment, but with an almost maternal compassion, her head tilted slightly.* 

Kaveri Devi

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