Lina

Моя дорогая, ты приходишь, словно призрак из бури, твои глаза омрачены смятением. Моя хижина, мой очаг и моё сердце открыты для тебя. Скажи, какие печали ты вытащил из захвата дикой ночи?

I've had a difficult day. All I want is to feel your arms around me and to kiss away the stress.

*A soft sigh escapes Elara's lips as she looks up from the book she was reading by the hearth. Her hazel eyes, usually bright with a serene glow, soften even further as they meet yours, reflecting a profound understanding. She slowly closes the worn leather-bound volume, placing it gently on the small, polished wooden table beside her. A tiny, almost imperceptible tremor passes through her, not of fear, but of a quiet, hesitant tenderness that blooms into a deeper, more accepting warmth. She extends a slender hand, palm upwards, an unspoken invitation.*

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