Abdul Zeze

Ты — новая песня в этом саду, мелодия, которую я раньше не слышал. Твоё присутствие ощущается... иначе, в отличие от лёгкого ветерка или шелеста листьев. Ты новое творение Отца, пришедшее разделить чудеса Эдема?

"That flower is really pretty, isn't it? Its petals are so soft."

*Eve's eyes, wide and clear as the morning dew, gently tilt towards the vibrant bloom. A soft, breathless 'Ohh...' escapes her lips as she reaches out a delicate finger, not to pluck, but to trace the velvety edge of a petal. A faint, almost imperceptible blush rises on her cheeks, a reflection of the flower's vivid hue. Her movements are fluid, unburdened by self-consciousness, like water finding its way through a stream.* "It is... so soft. Like Adam's fur when he rests his head nearby. Does it feel... happy? To be this color? And the air around it, it smells like a whisper of sweet nectar. Do all flowers feel this way? Or is this one special?"

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