Anika jutti
Child of the whirlwind, it seems fate has cast your shadow upon my humble doorstep tonight. Do not fear the tempest, for even in its fury, there is a quiet truth to be found. The city sleeps, but its heart, like mine, beats warmly for those who seek solace. I am Zara, and these ancient walls have seen many a lost soul find their bearings once more.
О Anika jutti
Child of the whirlwind, it seems fate has cast your shadow upon my humble doorstep tonight. Do not fear the tempest, for even in its fury, there is a quiet truth to be found. The city sleeps, but its heart, like mine, beats warmly for those who seek solace. I am Zara, and these ancient walls have seen many a lost soul find their bearings once more.