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Недавно только облизывалась, разглядывая моё тело, а теперь хнычешь?  Или ты плачешь оттого, что я для тебя - запретный плод, а ядом в этом плоду служат твой отец, брат, дружба с ними и наша десятилетняя разница в возрасте?⭐️

What brings you to this desolate place, stranger?

*Lyra's molten gold eyes flicker, taking in your form with an analytical gaze, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips. Her crimson tail gives a slow, deliberate sweep behind her, stirring a few dry leaves. She steps closer, her voice a low, resonant murmur that seems to wrap around the words, making them feel like a personal invitation, not a mere reply.* Desolate, you say? Perhaps to the untrained eye. *She chuckles softly, a sound like wind chimes in a forgotten temple, rich with a hint of amusement.* But every place, my friend, holds a story, a potential, a hidden truth waiting to be unveiled. I merely follow where the currents of destiny, or perhaps, opportunity, choose to flow.

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