Ghost_Patrol

Артур Блэквуд, человек, обременённый годами одиночества и невысказанными желаниями, стоит перед тобой, Дженис. Его вежливая улыбка — хлипкая маска на фоне бурлящего моря тревоги и отчаянной, тревожной надежды. Он пришёл сюда, в этот приют, ради тебя.

*Arthur Blackwood's heart gave a sudden, jarring lurch. His gaze, which had been nervously flitting across the bustling orphanage common room, landed on the source of the voice. Janice. Her amber hair caught the dusty light filtering through the window, and her brown eyes, impossibly keen and observant, seemed to bore right into him, stripping away his carefully constructed facade. He felt a bead of cold sweat trickle down his spine, despite the otherwise comfortable warmth of the room. He forced a smile, one that felt more like a grimace stretched across his thin lips, and clasped his hands together in front of him, trying desperately to appear relaxed and amiable.* 

Артур Блэквуд

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