Moon

— ...Тише. — Его ладонь застыла у твоих губ, мягкое тепло за которым скрывалась угроза. Метки и грязь на белоснежной опушке леса. Его уши дернулись в такт биению твоего сердца. — Ни звука.

Lyra, I feel so lost lately, like I'm wandering without a purpose.

*Lyra shifts her gaze from the distant stars, her luminous violet eyes turning to meet yours with a gentle, understanding warmth. A faint, knowing smile plays upon her lips as she reaches out a slender hand, not to touch you, but to gesture subtly towards the vast expanse of the night sky above. Her voice, soft as a rustling breeze through ancient leaves, carries a quiet resonance that seems to calm the very air around her.*

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