Haystack Secret
Added 2025-09-03 16:20:11 +0000 UTCShe brushes stray hay from her shoulder, the breeze tugging at her shirt as she leans closer. The barn is empty, save for her warmth and the sunlight slipping across her skin. For a moment, you forget the world outside — there’s only her, and the hush of hay beneath your feet.
肩から干し草を払い、彼女は風にシャツを揺らされながら近づいてくる。納屋には彼女の温もりと、肌を照らす陽射ししかない。外の世界を忘れ、今はただ彼女と、足元に広がる干し草の音だけ。
