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DAY 4:
“Light, as if we were wind” 🌬️
In that first meeting, there was no anxiety or expectation.
Only a strange, sweet peace.
As if everyone had finally found the place from which they had started so long ago. It was made of light breaths, of glances that sought each other and touched each other like trembling fingers.
She moved with an almost timid delicacy, as if she was afraid of breaking something not outside, but inside...Inside him.
He observed her. Not openly, but in detail. In the way she pulled her hair back slightly when she spoke.
In the gesture, almost imperceptible, with which she tightened the edge of the sleeve of his shirt when the silence lasted too long. She laughed softly, as if not to disturb that moment. And he, in that smile, found an ancient meaning, as if he had looked for it in a thousand faces without ever recognizing it, until then...to be continued 🖤 2 replies
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