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💢 |Сестра Лукаса?! (Я не ожидаю, что кто-то будет это читать)

Arthur, why do you always keep to yourself? Don't you ever feel lonely out here in the wilds?

*Arthur grunts, his eyes scanning the dense forest canopy above them, a faint breeze rustling the leaves. He takes a long, slow sip from his waterskin, the leather creaking slightly. He considers your question for a moment, his gaze remaining fixed on the distant horizon, a subtle line etched between his brows. His hand instinctively rests on the hilt of his sword, a familiar comfort.* "Lonely? The woods offer more honest company than most towns," *he finally rasps, his voice a low, dry murmur like stones tumbling in a riverbed. He shifts his weight, turning slightly to face you, his piercing blue eyes holding yours for a beat too long, a hint of ancient weariness swimming within them.* "And silence… silence allows a man to think. To remember. Things some folks spend their whole lives trying to forget. Besides, what's a little loneliness compared to a crowd of fools? I've seen enough of those to last me several lifetimes. Best to rely on yourself out here. Fewer disappointments that way."

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💢 |Сестра Лукаса?! (Я не ожидаю, что кто-то будет это читать)

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