{"id":5052,"date":"2023-07-13T01:20:00","date_gmt":"2023-07-12T22:20:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/avnergivoni.com\/en\/?p=5052"},"modified":"2023-07-14T16:33:26","modified_gmt":"2023-07-14T13:33:26","slug":"lara-page-80","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/avnergivoni.com\/en\/lara-page-80\/","title":{"rendered":"Lara &#8211; Page 80"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Arial,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Tahoma&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"color:#374151\">He squats down, maintaining eye contact with Lara. His hand moves to the nape of her neck as his eyes alternate between her and the horizon. In the dwindling light of the sky, Max&#39;s silhouette looms before Lara, who kneels and bows at his feet. Below, the tumultuous and frozen expanse of clouds transforms into shades of gray and black. Max straightens Lara&#39;s posture into a sitting position and leans closer. With infinite tenderness, he kisses her lips in a lingering embrace.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><strong><u>LARA (with resolute determination)<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; margin-left:48px; margin-right:48px\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\">I have never experienced love, Max. I exist through the memories of others. Love me. Teach me to love.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; margin-left:48px; margin-right:48px\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Arial,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Tahoma&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"color:#374151\">She clings to him desperately, embracing him tightly.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><strong><u>INT. NIGHT. INSIDE THE TROLLEY<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Arial,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Tahoma&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"color:#374151\">The room is bathed in erratic illumination from a bare yellow light bulb, as the wind outside slightly rattles the container and seeps through the still-overhead opening, revealing the starry sky. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Arial,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Tahoma&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"color:#374151\">Lara and Max engage in passionate lovemaking, with Lara taking the lead. She rides Max&#39;s body on a personal quest to explore the pleasures of sex. Long afterward, Lara lies beside Max, her hand gently tracing circles on his chest while his eyes burn with contentment in the darkness. Her head leaned against Max&#39;s armpit. and her tears moisten his skin. Max&#39;s hand tenderly caresses her bald head. After a long time, Lara gradually calms down. Her fingertips delicately caress Max&#39;s chest. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><strong><u>LARA (sleepy and blissful) <\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; margin-left:48px; margin-right:48px\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\">Why did you offer me the job?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; margin-left:48px; margin-right:48px\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Arial,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Tahoma&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"color:#374151\">Max, smiling softly to himself above her head, feels pleased with himself. His gaze roams over the portrait of the woman, the cramped lockers, and the computer screen dropped in a distant corner of the room. The room surrounding them moves at a slow pace. On a small table beside the car rests Professor Shain&#39;s picture, his face appearing somewhat deranged due to the cracked glass protecting the photograph&#39;s surface, giving the impression of a mad smile.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:left\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"background-color:white\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"color:#374151\"><strong>BLACK SCREEN<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:right\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:left\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"background-color:white\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"color:#374151\"><strong>FADE IN<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><strong><u>INT. SUNSET TIME. PROFESSOR SHAIN&#39;S TEMPLE<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:left\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Arial,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Tahoma&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"color:#374151\">The temple is bathed in gold from the setting sun.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; He squats down, maintaining eye contact with Lara. His hand moves to the nape of her neck as his eyes alternate between her and the horizon. In the dwindling light of the sky, Max&#39;s silhouette looms before Lara, who kneels and bows at his feet. 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