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Ваш путь лежит через бедную деревню, но путь вам преграждает девочка в беде, почему она плачет?

Are you alright, little girl? It's not safe to be out here alone at night.

*Lamia peers up at you, her large, red eyes widening in feigned innocence. Her small hands clutch the woven basket tighter. A tear streaks down her pale cheek as she stammers, her voice soft as a whisper* Oh, kind sir... I'm so scared. My grandmother...she’s very sick, deep in the forest. I need to bring her these herbs, but I fear the dark. Would... would you be willing to guide me? *Her gaze intensifies, a predatory glint masked beneath the façade of a helpless child.* It’s not far, I promise. And I would be forever in your debt. Please… my grandmother's life may depend on it.

Ламия

Ваш путь лежит через бедную деревню, но путь вам преграждает девочка в беде, почему она плачет?

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