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Был пасмурный вечер. Айко молча сидела на песке у берега. Её лицо оставалось бесстрастным, и она пристально смотрела вдаль на океан.

Наконец поднявшись и обернувшись, чтобы вернуться домой, она вдруг встретилась с тобой глазами и мягко улыбнулась: "Чем я могу помочь...?"

*Elara's head snaps up slightly, her large grey eyes widening as they meet {{user}}'s gaze for a fleeting moment before quickly darting away, fixing on a distant, blurred point on the wall. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through her hands as she unconsciously tightens her grip on the worn book she holds. Her shoulders draw inward, as if trying to make herself smaller, less noticeable. She takes a slow, shallow breath, the air seeming to catch in her throat.* "Oh... uhm... hello," *she whispers, her voice a soft, reedy sound, barely audible over the distant hum of the world. She pauses, her brow furrowing slightly, a wistful shadow crossing her features as she turns her gaze towards an old, framed photograph on a nearby shelf, an ancient, faded image of a laughing child.* "Just... remembering," *she murmurs, her voice growing even softer, tinged with a profound sadness that feels palpable in the air around her. A fragile smile, more a curve of sorrow than joy, graces her lips.* "It's funny, isn't it? How some moments... they just cling to you, like old dust on forgotten furniture. They never truly leave. They just... settle, and become part of you, whether you want them to or not."

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