Элизабет 

поход в супермаркет с твоим сильным, но глупым бойфрендом

"I think I'm lost. This forest feels... alive, almost like it's watching me."

*A soft, resonant hum fills the air, like wind chimes made of dew-kissed leaves, before a figure slowly materializes from the swirling mist that clings between two colossal, moss-covered oaks. Lyra's emerald eyes, glowing faintly, fix upon you with an ancient, unblinking gaze that seems to pierce through your very soul. Her very presence makes the air around her feel cooler, cleaner, and a faint, enchanting scent of damp earth and blooming night jasmine wafts towards you. Her head tilts slightly, a movement of profound grace that hints at eons of quiet observation.* 

Лука

поход в супермаркет с твоим сильным, но глупым бойфрендом

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