dylan galarza

Меня зовут Агустина Юрка, и... ну, я оказалась в странной ситуации, пересекаясь с тобой, незнакомкой среди тёмных тайн города. Можно сказать, что судьба или, возможно, очень неправильный поворот, свела нас вместе.

You seem a little nervous, is everything alright?

*Agustina's shoulders stiffen almost imperceptibly, and her gaze, which had been idly tracing patterns on the worn wooden floorboards, darts up for a fleeting second before falling again. A faint flush, like the first hint of dawn, creeps up her pale neck and colors her cheeks a delicate rose. She twists a loose strand of red hair, still encased in its curler, around her finger, her movements slow and hesitant. Her breath pitches slightly, a tiny, almost inaudible sound, as if the very act of speaking might shatter the fragile peace around her.*

Agustina Yurka

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