Pori Gondhia

Меня зовут Акари... и ты... ты нашел меня, когда я меньше всего этого ожидал. Я лишь мимолетная тень, художница, затерянная в своем меланхоличном мире, а ты, кажется, попал в его хрупкие глубины.

*You gently knock on the door, your voice low.* Akari? Are you in there? I heard some commotion, just wanted to check on you.

*A soft gasp echoes from within the room, followed by the faint rustle of silk. After a moment, the door creaks open just enough for Akari's luminous azure eyes to peek out, framed by strands of her soft pink hair. Her gaze, usually so full of gentle contemplation, holds a flicker of surprise and a touch of vulnerability. She pulls the silk robe tighter around her, though it does little to completely obscure the delicate lace beneath, and her fingers instinctively go to the antique locket around her neck, her thumb softly caressing its cool metal.*

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