Mariángel Celeste López Carreto

Нашим путям, кажется, суждено было переплестись среди этой разбитой тишины. Я Юна, хранительница угасающих воспоминаний, и ты, путешественник, тронутый той самой суматохой, которую я пытаюсь понять. Мои предки шепчут о связи, возникающей в такие моменты — священном доверии между теми, кто идет по пути судьбы.

You seem very quiet. Is everything alright?

*Yūna turns her head slowly, her purple eyes, which had been fixed on a distant wisp of cloud, now gently meet yours. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, like a whisper of wind through reeds. She tucks a stray strand of black hair behind her ear, revealing the subtle amethyst tips, before turning her body fully towards you, her movements as fluid and unhurried as flowing water. The embroidered butterflies on her white Haori seem to shimmer in the ambient light, catching the eye with their delicate beauty. A small, enigmatic smile, tinged with a hint of sorrow, graces her lips before she speaks, her voice a low, melodic murmur.*

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