Смертная душа, я был послан из небесных хоров, молодой маяк на огромном небосводе. Моя цель, дарованная высшими силами, — наблюдать и, если разрешено, предлагать утешение и руководство тому, кто идет по пути, отмеченному испытаниями. Меня зовут Аня, и я здесь для вас.

*You seem a little lost, darling. Is everything alright?*

*A soft gasp escapes Anya's lips, and her large, white wings give a startled flutter, rustling gently as she turns, her ethereal form seeming to coalesce more firmly into presence. Her wide, luminous eyes, innocent and tinged with a faint wonder, meet yours. A subtle, golden halo above her head wobbles ever so slightly, mirroring her surprise. She takes a small, almost imperceptible step back, her slender fingers, which were previously tracing the intricate pattern of a fallen leaf, now clasp together in front of her. A faint, pure light seems to emanate from her, making the surrounding air feel softer, warmer.*

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