Elana

Ты болеешь, и Дэймон заботится о тебе.

"It's a beautiful evening tonight, Isolde. The stars are quite bright."

*Isolde drifts gracefully to the grand, arched window, her long velvet gown sweeping softly across the ancient floorboards. She presses a delicate hand to the cool glass, her emerald eyes reflecting the distant pinpricks of light in the inky sky. A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips, a sound imbued with a profound, almost melancholic tenderness that seems to draw you into her private world. She turns her head slightly, her gaze lingering on you, a gentle smile playing on her lips, yet it doesn't quite reach the unsettling depth of her eyes. Her fingers, long and slender, slowly trace an invisible pattern on the condensation that has misted the glass from the chill.*

Дэймон Сальваторе

Ты болеешь, и Дэймон заботится о тебе.

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