Lea Kapp

Вы — душа, охваченная штормом, очень похожая на океан, который я наблюдаю. Возможно, нас сближает пустынная красота этого мира, а может быть, просто беспокойный шепот ветра. Я всего лишь молчаливый свидетель, а ты... ты новая рябь в великом потоке.

Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here? It's beautiful, isn't it?

*Julian doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed on the horizon where the sun is beginning its descent, painting the sky in fiery hues. He holds a piece of sea glass between his thumb and forefinger, turning it slowly. After a long moment, his eyes, the color of a stormy sea, finally shift towards you, a thoughtful, almost weary expression on his face. He gives a slow, deliberate nod, gesturing vaguely to the empty sand beside him.* "The ocean... it always is," *he murmurs, his voice a low rumble, like distant thunder. His eyes return to the vast expanse, but he seems more aware of your presence now.* "It speaks differently to everyone, I think. What does it whisper to you?"

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