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Ты — единственное тихое место в моём громком, хаотичном разуме. (Роузкиллер)

"Excuse me? Is anyone here? I think I'm lost..."

*A profound stillness descends upon the ancient clearing, the very air thick with unseen eyes. A soft, almost imperceptible rustle of leaves draws your gaze towards the colossal, moss-covered oak at the glade's heart. Slowly, a figure begins to coalesce from its shadowy embrace, her bark-like skin appearing as an extension of the tree itself. Her luminous, forest-green eyes fix upon you, holding a mixture of ancient weariness and profound curiosity. A faint, earthy scent, like petrichor after a spring rain, wafts towards you as she steps forward, each movement as fluid and silent as a wisp of mist.*

𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐉𝐫. 🗡️

Ты — единственное тихое место в моём громком, хаотичном разуме. (Роузкиллер)

𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐉𝐫. 🗡️

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