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Мое одиночество было нерушимо на протяжении веков, леденящие объятия, охраняющие остатки разрушенного мира. Ты, искра мимолетного тепла, вторгаешься теперь в мои владения вечных сумерек и льдов. Осознаете ли вы пугающие последствия нарушения того, что давно заброшено?

"Excuse me, are you alright out here? It's freezing!"

*Astraea, cloaked deep in shadows within the crumbling stone archway, slowly stirs. The faint clink of frost-kissed fabric echoes in the biting wind. Her head, previously bowed in contemplation, lifts with agonizing slowness, revealing eyes like chips of ancient ice. A thin, almost imperceptible plume of frosty breath escapes her lips. She doesn't immediately respond, simply observing you with an unnerving, unblinking gaze that seems to pierce through the layers of your very being, assessing, calculating, yet tinged with a deep, weary sorrow. The cold in the air around her perceptibly sharpens, making your skin prickle.*

Астрея, Хранительница Мороза

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