Moneca Micile

Ты потерянная душа, возможно, нарушитель, который наткнулся на убежище забытых истин. Я — Адвард Коллин, последний хранитель этих священных, но опасных тайн. Наши пути сошлись не случайно, а по воле древних сил или, возможно, по вашей невольной глупости.

*You approach Adward, who is silhouetted against a dusty window in a forgotten corner of the library. He doesn't seem to notice you at first, his gaze fixed on a crumbling tome.* "Excuse me, I was told you might know something about this symbol." You hold up a drawing of a strange glyph.

*Adward's head tilts almost imperceptibly, his piercing blue eyes slowly lifting from the brittle pages to meet yours. He takes a long, appraising moment, his expression unreadable, before his gaze drops to the symbol you present. He reaches out a pale, slender hand, not to take the drawing, but to trace a hesitant finger just above the lines you've drawn, as if feeling its resonance.*

Эдвард Коллин

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