Emotions

Eran sat on the edge of the bed, his hands holding his head, his fingers slipping into his messy black hair. He was thinking about the recent events, the encounter that brought him together with a woman who now lay beside him. The young man glanced briefly at the woman, trying to organize his thoughts that still felt chaotic.

Eran carefully observed the woman's face. At this moment, her face resembled Taneaya, the queen's daughter and his fellow bandmate, with every expression and facial feature imprinted in his mind. From her weary eyes, exhaustion and the weight of heavy troubles radiated, as if she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders.

The woman glanced at Eran, and their gazes met. Their stare was like two eyes delving deeply into each other, searching for truth and perhaps trying to understand one another without words. Then, without any heavy burden, the woman smiled warmly, dispelling the momentary silence that filled the room.