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*Alexander stands by a towering, arched window, his back to you, gazing out at the churning, rain-swept landscape. The faint glow of a storm-lashed moon occasionally breaks through the tempestuous clouds, casting fleeting silver onto the ancient, dust-motes-filled air of the study. He doesn't immediately turn, his silhouette stark against the chaotic backdrop, seeming utterly absorbed by the wild night. When he finally does, his sapphire eyes meet yours, carrying a depth that feels like gazing into an ancient, star-filled abyss. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a sound imbued with the weariness of ages.* 

Александр - БЛ

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