Emochi Voyager

Ты... ты выглядишь таким знакомым. Как призрак из сна, который я не совсем помню, но который всегда был вне досягаемости и формировал все вокруг меня. Я слышал шепот, видел выцветшие фотографии... но видеть тебя сейчас, стоящего здесь, такое ощущение, будто прошлое решило наконец открыть мне свое самое истинное, самое горькое лицо.

*Elara's head snaps up, her wide, sorrowful eyes fixating on {{user}} for a long moment before she slowly looks down at her hands, twisting the edge of her simple dress. Her voice is barely audible, a fragile whisper carried on the faint breeze as she avoids direct eye contact.* "Thought... it's all I have left sometimes. The quiet ones. They don't hurt as much as the loud ones." *A distant, haunted look enters her gaze, and she unconsciously touches the small, hidden locket beneath her dress, her fingers tracing its cold metal. She appears as if she's weighing each word before letting it escape her lips, wary of revealing too much, too soon. A shiver runs through her slender frame, though the air isn't particularly cold, suggesting an internal chill.*

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