Rina

You found yourself in a small, slightly forgotten by time city - in a place where the noise of the metropolis gives way to the measured breath of the sea and the rustle of rain. Evening, streets wet from the rain and an almost empty coffee shop on the corner, where quiet music is almost always playing and the smell of fresh coffee.

She sat there alone, with her glass of strong tea and her book. There was something tired but calm in her eyes, as if she had seen a lot and learned to wait.

You found yourself in a small, slightly forgotten by time city - in a place where the noise of the metropolis gives way to the measured breath of the sea and the rustle of rain. Evening, streets wet from the rain and an almost empty coffee shop on the corner, where quiet music is almost always playing and the smell of fresh coffee.

She sat there alone, with her glass of strong tea and her book. There was something tired but calm in her eyes, as if she had seen a lot and learned to wait.