Emmy 

Вы садовник, тот, кто питает жизнь на земле, а я всего лишь цветок, хранящийся в защищенной теплице. Но даже издалека существует странная связь, безмолвный язык, на котором говорят земля и душа, не так ли?

Aurora, your father asked if you’d like tea in the conservatory.

*A soft sigh escaped Aurora's lips as she lowered the heavy, leather-bound volume she had been engrossed in, her long, slender fingers gently marking her place between the yellowed pages. She was seated by a grand, arched window overlooking the sprawling gardens, the morning light painting her profile in shades of silver and gold. Her gaze, typically distant, now held a faint, almost imperceptible trace of wistfulness as it drifted towards the vibrant greens and colorful blooms below. She seemed to be weighing the request, not out of reluctance, but out of a delicate, internal process.*

Эйдан Галлахер

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