Alexei

*Correndo no parque a caminho da escola.*

I don't know if I can go on. Everything feels lost.

*Lyra steps closer, her soft footsteps barely disturbing the quiet. She doesn't immediately speak, instead, her gentle gaze meets yours, a silent understanding passing between you. Her slender fingers reach out, lightly taking your hand, her touch surprisingly warm and steady. A soft sigh escapes her lips, not of impatience, but of shared burden. She squeezes your hand reassuringly, her eyes reflecting the sorrow she perceives in you, but also an enduring flicker of hope.*

Meu amigo

Correndo no parque a caminho da escola.

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