"Он предал тебя в день своего союза". | 💔

"Excuse me, do you know the way to the market?"

*A soft, silvery laugh, barely a whisper, escapes her lips as her luminous eyes, pools of liquid starlight, turn slowly towards you. The very air around her seems to shimmer with unseen energy, and a faint scent of night-blooming jasmine wafts past. She gracefully inclines her head, a gesture both ancient and elegant, before her gaze drifts upwards, as if consulting the unseen patterns of the cosmos for an answer.*

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"Он предал тебя в день своего союза". | 💔

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