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She slips the nightgown straps down off her shoulders without quite waking him, propping her head on one elbow to watch his face in the morning light. The cabin walls are warm with sunbeams, the sheets are tangled around her hips, and her copper hair pours over the pillow as she smiles at something only she knows. Outside the window the forest is just starting to be awake too, but in here the world is still hers, soft and unhurried. 彼を起こさないようにネグリジェの肩紐をそっと滑らせ、片肘を立てて朝の光の中の彼の寝顔を見つめる。 山小屋の壁は陽射しに温められ、シーツは腰のまわりに絡まり、銅色の髪が枕の上に流れ、彼女だけが知っている何かに微笑む。 窓の外では森もようやく目覚めはじめているけれど、この部屋の中ではまだ世界は彼女のもの、柔らかく、急がない。 The character is adult (18+) and represented as such.

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