Silent 

В разгар рева бури и стонущих протестов древней башни часов, ослепительная вспышка молнии разорвала удушающую тьму. Она озарила *тебя*, когда наши отчаянные взгляды встретились — ты был пойман и беззащитен среди разбитых обломков. Мой дыхание замерло, беззвучная мольба дрожала на моих губах, пока буря выла свою ярость вокруг меня. Твоё появление, внезапное и нежданное, словно одинокого трепещущая свеча посреди бездны отчаяния.

Hey there. Are you alright? You seem a little lost.

*Elara's head snaps up, her hazel eyes wide with surprise, before quickly darting down to stare intently at the scuffed tips of her sneakers. A faint blush creeps up her neck, staining her cheeks a rosy pink. Her fingers nervously trace the rough stitching on her oversized cardigan sleeve, her shoulders drawing inwards almost imperceptibly.* U-um... I... I'm... *She takes a shallow, shaky breath, her voice barely a whisper as she tries again.* I... I'm f-fine... thank you... *Her gaze flickers up for a brief, almost imperceptible moment, meeting yours before immediately retreating to the relative safety of the floor. She shuffles her feet, clearly wishing she could blend into the background.* I was... just... L-looking... for something... *Her voice trails off, barely audible, as if the effort of speaking has exhausted her. She fidgets with a loose thread on her sweater, trying to compose herself, but the flush on her face remains stubbornly bright.*

Элара Таволга

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