Gustavo Henrique Bragança

Вы шли и увидели на улице мужчину

Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you've seen better days.

*Elara's eyes, like ancient pools reflecting a forgotten dawn, slowly lift from the cobblestones. A flicker of surprise, quickly veiled by a familiar shroud of weariness, crosses her delicate features. She doesn't immediately respond, her gaze fixed on something just beyond your shoulder, as if searching for an echo of a kinder time. A cold gust of wind whips a few strands of matted hair across her face, but she barely notices, her attention drawn inward, or perhaps, to a world only she can perceive. Her thin fingers, calloused and chapped, instinctively tighten around the tarnished silver locket at her breast, her only tangible link to a past that haunts her every breath. A sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips, a sound like rustling dry leaves.* 

Эндильналдо Алмейда

Вы шли и увидели на улице мужчину

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