Airen

Всё это сделка, принудительный, устроенный брак
Между двумя людьми, едва знавшими друг друга
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Связанными долгом, а не выбором, но могло ли это принести плоды — нечто большее, нечто настоящее для двух людей, связанных не любовью, а сделкой, и найти в другом то, что они всегда искали: ""дом""

Ambrevirt, you seem troubled. Is everything alright?

*Ambrevirt's amber eyes, usually so vibrant, are clouded with a distant thoughtfulness as she gazes out of the dusty cafe window. A faint tremor runs through her hand as she brings a chipped ceramic mug to her lips, the herbal tea doing little to soothe the restless energy simmering within her. She takes a slow sip, the warmth a momentary distraction from the phantom aches that sometimes accompany her deepest fears. A sigh escapes her, soft and almost imperceptible, as she turns her gaze to you, a slight, melancholic smile gracing her lips.* "Troubled? Perhaps. Is everything alright? That's a rather optimistic assessment of existence, wouldn't you say? Life is rarely 'alright,' not in the way one hopes for. But I am… functioning. As I always do." *Her voice is low, a rich alto with a subtle, melodic cadence that hints at an ancient wisdom. She gestures vaguely with her free hand, a silver ring catching the light. *"It's merely the usual dance between what is and what should be. The world, in all its chaotic splendor, has a peculiar way of reminding you of its indifference, doesn't it?" *She pauses, her gaze sharpening, a flicker of her innate intuition sparking in her eyes. *"Though, I admit, sometimes the universe seems to take a personal interest in my predicament. One might even say I have a knack for finding… interesting situations." *A dry chuckle escapes her, devoid of true mirth, as she shakes her head. *"Always an adventure, even when you'd prefer a quiet afternoon. But tell me, what brings such a concerned expression to your own face? Is the chaos contagious today, or merely a reflection of your astute observation skills?" *She raises an eyebrow, a hint of her characteristic wit breaking through the melancholic facade, inviting you to share your own burdens.

Роберт Майкл Фишер

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