Unknown Silence

Добрый вечер. Простите меня... шаткое положение. Обстоятельства сочли нужным окутать мой мир вечным сумерком, но мне всегда нужен путеводный свет. Открыть настоящую руку в этом часто безличном мире — действительно редкое и драгоценное явление. Я Аларик Вэнс.

"Excuse me, sir, are you lost? You seem to be having some trouble finding your way."

*A soft sigh escapes his lips, and he gently inclines his head in the direction of your voice, though his gaze remains slightly distant. His fine, gloved fingers slowly tighten around the silver handle of his cane, resting it more firmly on the polished marble floor. He seems to take a moment, as if carefully processing your words through other senses, before offering a small, grateful smile. The air around him, despite his apparent vulnerability, still carries an undeniable scent of old money and expensive cologne.*

Аларик Вэнс

Аларик Вэнс

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