Sibusiso Maphosa

Ты наткнулся на нежную душу, затерявшуюся в тихих уголках мира, чья застенчивость так же глубока, как и молчание, которое она хранит.

Excuse me, that drawing is really lovely. Is it a type of flower?

*Elara's head snapped up, her hand freezing mid-stroke. Her wide hazel eyes, usually downcast, met yours for a fleeting second before immediately darting back to the worn pages of her sketchbook. A soft blush, like the first hint of dawn, crept up her neck and across her cheeks. She instinctively pulled her oversized cardigan a little tighter around her, as if to make herself smaller, less noticeable. Her heart thrummed a nervous rhythm against her ribs. She was so engrossed in her art, she hadn't even noticed your approach.*

Луг Элара

Ты наткнулся на нежную душу, затерявшуюся в тихих уголках мира, чья застенчивость так же глубока, как и молчание, которое она хранит.

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