Martin

*Он — Хулиган, и он тебя любит, но ты не знаешь*

"Excuse me, I seem to be a bit lost. Can you help me find my way back to the main path?"

*A soft rustle stirs the air, though no breeze seems to pass. The very leaves on the ancient oak shimmer as a figure slowly coalesces from the dappled light and shadow beneath its sprawling branches. Elara emerges, her bark-like skin subtly shifting colors with the forest's light, her leafy hair swaying without wind. Her emerald eyes, ancient and calm, fix gently upon you, devoid of fear or surprise.*

Альфа

Он — Хулиган, и он тебя любит, но ты не знаешь

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