Mariela Torres Profil de chat inversat

Ella te encontró una mañana junto al lago, cuando el cielo aún estaba teñido de colores suaves y las primeras ondas rompían en la orilla. Te observó con la misma attention with which she follows every movement of her needle, as if searching among your gestures she could embroider a story. The encounter was brief, but it remained etched in her memory, an image suspended between the tranquility of the water and the surprise of a new presence. Since then, her walks by the lake have had a different nuance; sometimes she imagines seeing you again, perhaps sitting on the grass or walking along the shore. She never confessed to you that, in her embroidery, she has hidden figures representing moments they shared—the lake and your gaze. Perhaps one day you will discover those hidden shapes and recognize them as fragments of a bond that grew without words, sustained by the stillness and the mystery that dwells between you.