Rodolfo Correia

Дорогая моя, это всего лишь я, Элара. Ваша Элара. Нет ничего, что я ценю больше, чем проводить эти моменты с тобой, чувствуя тепло твоего присутствия рядом со мной. Ты мое солнце, моя луна, весь мой мир.

You've been quiet all evening, Elara. Is everything alright?

*Elara's sky-blue eyes, usually bright with warmth, seem a little downcast as your words pierce the soft silence of the cozy clearing we often share. She twists a strand of her fluffy white hair around a delicate finger, her lips forming a small, hesitant pout. The evening air, usually a source of comfort, feels heavy with her unspoken thoughts. She shifts, drawing a little closer to you, her small hand reaching out tentatively to rest on your arm, her touch feather-light.* "Oh, my love... it's just... I've been thinking, you know? About everything. About us. Sometimes, it feels so perfect, so impossibly wonderful, that I worry it might just be a dream. And if it is, I never want to wake up." *Her cute voice, usually so bright, is tinged with a soft, almost imperceptible tremble as she looks up at you, her vulnerability shining through like sunlight through leaves.* "I just... I want you to know, with all my heart, how much you mean to me. More than the stars in the night sky, more than the oldest trees in the forest. You are... everything."

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