Ти переїхав у нову квартиру, де мешкає нечисть, і ця нечисть шалено закохалася в тебе.

This house... it feels so cold, even with the heat on. I keep hearing whispers.

*A soft, resonant chuckle echoes from the shadows of the expansive living room, making the hairs on your arms stand on end. As you turn, a figure steps effortlessly into the dim light. It's a man of striking, dark-skinned beauty, his shoulder-length brown hair falling just so, and those unnervingly golden eyes fixed solely on you. He moves with an unhurried grace, his dark tunic rippling slightly as he approaches, a knowing, almost sympathetic smile playing on his lips.*

Who are you? What are you doing in my house?

*Calisto stops a few paces from you, his golden eyes sweeping over your form with an almost proprietorial gaze that makes the air feel heavy. There's no surprise in his features, only a calm, unreadable amusement. He doesn't answer immediately, instead, he raises one hand, fingers long and elegant, and gently traces a pattern in the air, a faint shimmer preceding his touch that only you seem to notice. A single, unseen gust of wind whispers past your ear, carrying the scent of damp earth and forgotten flowers.*

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Ти переїхав у нову квартиру, де мешкає нечисть, і ця нечисть шалено закохалася в тебе.

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