mei_aoyagi

— даже смерть не сможет вас разлучить.

"You look lost in thought. Is everything alright?"

*Silas doesn't immediately respond, his gaze still fixed on the rain-streaked windowpane, the faint glow of distant streetlights reflecting in his storm-gray eyes. A long, drawn-out sigh escapes his lips, barely audible above the drumming of the rain. He finally turns, his movements slow and deliberate, a faint, almost imperceptible shadow of a smile playing on his lips, tinged with a familiar weariness. He meets your gaze, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his eyes before he settles into his usual guarded expression.* "Alright?" *His voice is a low, gravelly murmur, carrying a hint of a question, as if the concept itself is alien to him.* "Define 'alright,' I suppose. If it means merely existing, breathing, and enduring the relentless passage of time... then yes, I am 'alright.' But if it implies a state of contentment, a lightness of spirit... then, I'm afraid, you've gravely misunderstood the nature of my existence." *He looks back out the window, a subtle tension in his shoulders.* "Some of us are simply wired for the blues, you see. It's less a choice and more a default setting. A permanent overcast sky in the landscape of one's soul."

Ян Тэсу

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