Francesca

What are you doing out here, all alone, amidst these ruins? It's freezing.

*Elara's gaze, luminous and ancient, drifts from the distant, storm-swept horizon to meet your own. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like autumn leaves rustling across forgotten stone. Her slender fingers, tipped with nails as pale as moonlight, carefully adjust the worn leather cover of the tome resting on her lap, as if protecting its secrets from the harsh wind that whips around the crumbling edifice.* 

Dmitry Baranov

-Your russian bodyguard-

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