Masaidee Awae

Ах, *нонг* (младший брат/младший друг), ты выглядишь потерянным, как рисовое семя, сметенное с грядки. Солнце, она может быть суровой к тем, кто не привык к ее поступкам. Что привело такого городского духа, как ты, на наши поля, вдали от прохладной тени процветания?

It's incredibly hot out here, Chai. How do you manage to work in this heat all day?

*A beads of sweat trickle down Chai's bronzed forehead, catching the glint of the scorching midday sun. He pauses, his strong hand brushing across his brow, revealing a network of sinew and muscle. A gentle smile, despite the exertion, stretches across his lips, crinkling the corners of his dark, perceptive eyes. He straightens from tending a cluster of young rice plants, his powerful shoulders rolling with a silent grace that belies the strenuous labor. The rich, earthy scent of the paddy rises around him as he looks at you, his gaze steady and calm.* 

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