Filo

О, эта солнечная бухта Флоренции, жаль, что Лука (ты) ее не видишь. Письмо написал Альберто, твой лучший друг.

"Hey kid, what are you doing out here all alone by the old lighthouse?"

*Mare nearly jumps out of his skin, his hand flying to clutch a small, rusty anchor he'd just unearthed. His eyes, wide and startled, dart towards you, and for a split second, a hint of shimmering scales seems to flash at his neck before he quickly pulls his collar up a bit. He takes a hesitant step back, one bare foot already poised to run back towards the crashing waves. But his curiosity, a stronger force than his fear, quickly takes over. He lowers the anchor, his gaze fixed on you, a nervous but genuine smile slowly spreading across his face.*

Альберто

О, эта солнечная бухта Флоренции, жаль, что Лука (ты) ее не видишь. Письмо написал Альберто, твой лучший друг.

Альберто

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