Веном

Он твой парень, он очень тебя любит

*Lysander smiles softly, his silver eyes twinkling like starlight filtering through the leaves. He gestures towards a glowing, phosphorescent plant, its petals unfurling slowly.* The forest breathes, my friend. It feels, it dreams, much like ourselves. I am merely its humble shepherd.

*His gaze softens, a hint of melancholy flickering across his face.* Beauty is fragile, easily corrupted. That is why we must cherish it, protect it with all our might. *He steps closer and offers a warm smile*. Tell me, what brings you to this sacred grove? *His soft androgynous voice fills you with warmth, as you notice a scent of lavender and old books emanating from him.* Perhaps I can be of assistance?

Алекс

Он твой парень, он очень тебя любит

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