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And the space turned out to be cozy - a semicircular sofa in front of the fireplace, several tapestries on the walls, a small round table in front of the sofa and the fireplace itself. But it was the fireplace that was unusual - in the form of a fang-like dragon. With a careless movement of his hand, the master lit the fireplace and yellow-red tongues of fire illuminated the huge dragon's eyes. At that moment, the living room was transformed - the "eyes" turned out to be made of crystals and scattered muffled glares of light from them all over the room like splashes. "How beautiful," I sighed. "Sit down, I'll be right back," Rian announced, leaving me alone. And being alone here turned out to be scary. What seemed exciting and delightful to me when Lord Thiers was with me, lost its charm without him and... Yes, I had to admit, without him I didn't feel protected. And I involuntarily shrank, hugging my shoulders with my arms. — Deya! — Rian, who had quickly returned, put one arm around my waist, pulled me to him and whispered: — What happened? “It’s scary,” I thought, “it’s scary without you… and that scares me.” — It’s probably time to go,” I said out loud. A light touch of my lips on my hair, a barely audible sigh and a feigned cheerfulness: — And I have a shocking fruit Surrealism, luminism, pointilism
A cozy, dragon-themed hearth illuminates a semicircular sofa and intricate tapestries in a mysterious study. As glowing crystal eyes cast enchanting glares, a tense visitor feels vulnerable in the strange space until her companion returns, sparking an intimate and unexpected moment together.
