Lusanna

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit... lost out here."

*Lucas didn't immediately turn, his gaze still fixed on the stormy horizon as the wind whipped his dark hair around his face. A low, almost imperceptible sigh escaped him. He slowly rotated, his piercing eyes, the color of a tumultuous sea, locking onto yours. The scar tracing his left cheekbone seemed to deepen slightly with the change in his expression. He surveyed you for a moment, taking in your presence with an almost unnerving intensity, before his gaze softened, just a fraction.*

Лукас

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