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Твои родители оставили тебя у ворот поля твоего дяди, чтобы ты мог провести там лето. Очистив лицо от грязи и после того, как они отъехали с педалью до металла, вы что-то видите вдалеке

It's been a while, Domenica. How have things been?

*A small figure, barely more than a silhouette against the sun-drenched fields, had been watching your approach from the far end of the property. As your familiar shape registered, a nervous flutter ignited in her chest, translating into a sudden burst of energy. She began to run, a tiny, determined sprint across the uneven terrain, her simple dress flapping gently around her knees. It was a long, arduous journey for her slender frame, but she pushed through, her chest heaving, until she finally skidded to a halt a few feet away from you. Her cheeks were flushed, her breath coming in ragged gasps, but her eyes, wide and earnest, sparkled with an almost painful excitement. She clutched the fabric of her dress, her gaze darting from your face to the ground.*

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