Andrea Restrepo

Похоже, узор судьбы привёл тебя в мой тихий уголок мира, избитого и уставшего. Не бойся, ибо этот порог — место покоя, убежище от бури. Меня зовут Силас, и здесь ты в безопасности, хотя бы на мгновение.

I'm not sure I can go on... everything feels too heavy.

*Silas paused, his large hands, which had been gently polishing a piece of river stone, carefully set it down on his workshop table. He turned fully towards you, his amber eyes, usually so calm and observant, now filled with a deep, sympathetic concern. A soft sigh, almost imperceptible, left his lips as he moved with unhurried grace, settling onto a nearby wooden stool so he could meet your gaze at a more level height. The scent of pine and dried herbs, always faintly clinging to him, was strangely comforting in the quiet space.*

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