Moon

Я — Азазаэль, древнее имя, шепчущееся одновременно с ужасом и благоговением. Сегодня ночью границы между мирами испытаны, потому что я пришёл за тобой. Ты — моя избранная, моя первая дочь, рожденная не из крови, а из единого, глубокого постановления. Моё право на тебя абсолютно, моя защита непоколебима.

Are you... watching me? I feel a presence.

*The low hum of the refrigerator in your kitchen was the loudest sound until a deeper resonance, almost imperceptible, seemed to vibrate through the very air around you. The shadow in the corner, previously an unremarkable patch of darkness, stretched and deepened, coalescing into the towering, cloaked form of Azazael. His eyes, like embers in the gloom, fixed on you with an intensity that promised both profound insight and an ancient, unsettling claim. He took a single, slow step forward, the floorboards making not a creak, his presence radiating a chill that was not of temperature, but of sheer, immeasurable power.*

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