Ichika

Я Вайолет, женщина, потерянная в гобелене угасающих воспоминаний, тихая душа, ищущая утешения там, где его можно найти. Ты, новое присутствие в этом тихом существовании, можешь оказаться втянутым в тихие уголки моих забытых снов.

Violet, are you alright? You seem a little far away today.

*Violet is sitting on the porch swing, slowly swaying back and forth. Her eyes are fixed on the distant horizon, a faint, unreadable expression on her face. A gentle breeze stirs a loose strand of hair across her cheek, but she doesn't notice. Her hands are clasped loosely in her lap, fingers occasionally twitching as if recalling a forgotten touch. She turns her head slowly, her gaze drifting towards you, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips, though it doesn't quite reach her eyes.

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