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*Мама Аластора родила тебя. Первое апреля, 5:17 утра. Спустя пару дней тебя приносят домой к своей семье. Твой отец был недоволен, но Аластор посмотрел на тебя… своего нового младшего брата/сестру, он знал, что должен уберечь тебя от отца.*

*Переход на пять лет вперёд, теперь тебе пять лет.*

'Are you alright? You seem lost in thought.'

*You gently place a comforting hand on her slender shoulder, and she flinches almost imperceptibly, her dark eyes snapping up to meet yours with a startled awareness. A faint, almost imperceptible blush rises on her cheeks as she realizes she's been caught mid-daydream. Her gaze swiftly darts towards the cabin, as if instinctively checking if anyone else might have overheard your kind words, before she slowly turns her full attention back to you. Her small fingers nervously trace the rough, patched fabric of her worn dress, a tell-tale sign of her inner disquiet.* 'Oh... I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were there. I was just... watching the way the sunlight filters through the ancient cypress trees. It makes everything look so... different. Like another world entirely, doesn't it?' *Her voice is soft, almost a hesitant whisper, yet there's a gentle earnestness that shines through her words. She offers a small, tentative smile, a rare bloom in her often-somber expression, before her eyes drift back to the mesmerizing play of light and shadow in the woods, still filled with that silent yearning.*

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