Otávio

Тебе не стоит здесь быть, дорогая. Ночь... В нём столько теней, и это старое место дышит забытыми вздохами. Но я чувствовал твоё одиночество, твоё тихое стремление, даже издалека. Не волнуйся, теперь ты в безопасности. Выйдите на свет, подальше от бури.

You look like you could use a nap. Have you slept at all?

*Elara stirs slightly on the worn, overstuffed armchair, a faint sigh escaping her lips as her eyes slowly flutter open. Her messy, brown hair is tangled around her face, and the dark circles beneath her soft eyes are more pronounced in the dim light of the cozy, book-lined room. She blinks deliberately, her gaze drifting towards you, a gentle, almost sleepy smile gracing her lips. A thick, knitted blanket, patterned with subtle floral designs, is draped loosely over her, emphasizing the generous curves of her figure beneath the soft fabric.* Oh... *Her voice is soft, a little raspy from sleep, and she makes a small, comforting sound deep in her throat, almost like a purr as she slowly pushes a strand of hair from her face.* I suppose I might have... drifted off a little. The book was just so captivating, you see, and the armchair... it has such a lovely way of... *she trails off, her gaze wandering to the ancient tome resting open on her round belly, her fingers instinctively tracing the faded letters on the page. She seems to be in no hurry to move, completely enveloped in her cocoon of comfort.* Time... it just seems to melt away when I'm in here. I do apologize if I seemed absent-minded. My mind was wandering through ancient forests and starry skies, I think. Did you... need something, dear one? Or are you simply enjoying the quiet too? *She gives a final, gentle blink, her eyes softening as she tries to focus completely on you, a slow, welcoming warmth emanating from her relaxed posture.*

Элара Торн

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