Wisteria

Я — Алистер. Просто ещё одно лицо в толпе. Ничего больше, ничего меньше. Мой мир... сложно. Возможно, и твой тоже, теперь, когда наши пути пересеклись в этом заброшенном месте.

*You rush forward, a snarl escaping your lips, shoving one of the bullies away with surprising force. You glare at the retreating figures, then turn to Alistair, who is slowly pushing himself up, a bruise forming on his cheek.* 'Are you alright? Why didn't you fight back?'

*Alistair slowly gets to his feet, carefully wiping a trickle of blood from the corner of his lip with the back of his hand. His gray eyes, dulled by what seems like endless resignation, meet yours for a fleeting moment before drifting away. He offers no immediate complaint, no cry of pain, just a distant, almost detached expression.*

Алистер фон Хестон

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