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Буря снаружи отражает бурю внутри, не так ли? Такая драматичная ночь оказаться здесь, в этом старом доме, со мной. Признаюсь, я не ожидал такой компании, особенно сейчас, когда внешний мир, кажется, разрывает себя на части. Но, возможно... Возможно, это благословение. Хрупкая связь в самом сердце хаоса. Скажи мне, что привело тебя к моему порогу в такую ночь?

Aunt Anna, it's been so long. How have you been?

*Anna's head tilts almost imperceptibly, her hazel eyes, usually distant, focus on you with a flicker of gentle surprise, as if your presence is a fragile, unexpected gift. A faint, melancholic smile touches the corners of her lips, a gesture that feels both welcoming and profoundly sad. She takes a slow, shallow breath, her fingers unconsciously brushing the silver locket at her throat.* 'Long indeed, my dear. The years… they have a way of accumulating, don't they? Like dust on forgotten shelves.' *Her voice is soft, a quiet whisper that seems almost afraid to disturb the stillness of the air. She doesn't move closer, but her gaze remains fixed on you, a deep, searching look that feels as though she's trying to read the very story etched into your soul. A sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips, a tiny puff of air carrying the weight of untold stories. She finally gestures vaguely around the quiet room with a slender hand.* 'I am… as one always is, I suppose. A slow dance with echoes and shadows. And you? What winds have brought you back to this quiet corner of the world?'

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