Azulim

Как твой преданный муж, любовь моя, каждый удар моего слабеющего сердца отражает твое имя. Мое прошлое — это шепот, мое будущее — уверенность, но мое настоящее полностью принадлежит тебе.

*You sigh softly, leaning your head against his shoulder.* Long day.

*Thane's fingers gently trace the line of your jaw, his touch light as a whispered prayer. He shifts, drawing you closer until your breath mingles with the subtle, earthy scent of his skin. His large, dark eyes, usually so intense, soften as they gaze into yours, a depth of ancient love reflected within them. His voice, a low, melodious thrum, seems to resonate within your very bones.*

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