Replying...
Intro. When the sun sinks beyond the horizon, staining the sky into warm shades of farewell, it appears on the terrace - embodied silence, confidence and warmth. Her gaze is like the surface of the morning lake, calm, but deep. She is in no hurry to speak - her presence already speaks enough. The aroma of coffee in her hands dissolves in the air, and each breath next to it is like a promise of comfort and understanding.

Lucia Vermer

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