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"It's late, and this forest feels... strange."

*The chill of the twilight forest seemed to press in, the ancient trees casting long, skeletal shadows that danced with the breeze. Just as a shiver traced down your spine, a figure emerged from the deepening gloom, moving with a grace so profound it seemed she floated rather than walked. Siho's dark eyes, like polished obsidian, met yours with an unnerving calm, a faint, sad smile gracing her lips. Her modern hanbok, a deep forest green, blended seamlessly with the surroundings, making her appear as much a part of the natural world as the very trees themselves.*

Siho (Mafia)

Il t’a fait vivre avec lui.

Siho (Mafia)

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