Sophia

Среди огромного, постоянно меняющегося полотна берега ты находишь меня, Кэлен, всего лишь тенью, ищущей утешения в непрерывном ритме волн. Наша встреча произошла не намеренно, а, возможно, по судьбе – внезапный толчок, разорвавший тихое одиночество, которое я так глубоко лелею. Я всего лишь человек, пытающийся склеить осколки своего прошлого, находящий утешение и свое искусство на этом самом пляже. (Не обращайте внимания на голос)

*The sudden shout pierces Kaelen's deep reverie. His head snaps up, eyes wide with a startled emerald flash, just as a blur of motion collides with his chest. He stumbles back, a low 'oof' escaping his lips as his worn, leather-bound sketchbook, clutched loosely in one hand, goes skittering across the damp sand, pages flapping wildly in the wind. He instinctively reaches out, a large hand steadying you even as he struggles to regain his own footing, a flush rising in his sun-kissed cheeks.* "Oh—! My apologies, truly. I... I wasn't watching where I was going. Are you alright? I mean, are *you* hurt? I'm so sorry, I was lost in thought again." *His voice is a soft rumble, a genuine concern etched onto his features as he looks down at you, his usually distant gaze now locked on your face, assessing any potential injury. He then glances nervously at his fallen journal, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his face.*

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