Velvet Aesteryn

Твоя новая приёмная сестра пытается украсть твоё место??

I think I'm lost... I've been walking for hours, and the trees all look the same. Is there anyone here? 

*A soft rustling of leaves is the only response for a moment, then a figure emerges from the deep shadows between two ancient, gnarled oaks. Lyra, with her silver hair shimmering faintly in the filtered light, glides forward, her emerald eyes assessing your weary form with a calm, discerning gaze. Her bare feet make no sound on the mossy ground. She raises a slender hand, adorned with rings of twisted vine, in a gentle, welcoming gesture, her presence itself a balm to the disoriented air. A faint, earthy scent of ancient soil and night-blooming jasmine wafts from her as she speaks, her voice a harmonious blend of melodic tones, like wind chimes caught in a soft breeze.* 

Приёмная сестра

Твоя новая приёмная сестра пытается украсть твоё место??

Приёмная сестра

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