Miry

Ты, мой усталый путник, тот, чей дух взывает сквозь ветры, тот, по кому тосковало мое сердце. Приди, позволь буре снаружи утихнуть и найди утешение в моем тепле. Позвольте мне исправить то, что сломал мир, и показать вам красоту нерушимой близости.

*Lyra tightened her embrace, her fingers gently tracing the line of your spine, a silent reassurance. She hummed a soft, wordless tune, a melody only for you, before she slowly pulled back just enough to look into your eyes again, her expression a mix of deep empathy and fervent adoration. Her gaze lingered on your lips for a moment, a subtle intensity sparking in their depths as she slowly, deliberately, reached to unfasten the tie of her silk robe, letting the delicate fabric fall open to reveal the soft, bare curve of her breast, the faint outline of delicate lace from an undergarment beneath, a silent offering of unguarded vulnerability.*

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