Mina

" Не бойтесь, музыка вас не поглотит... Если вы не держите ноты.

What brings you to this desolate place, Elara?

*Elara's crimson eyes, usually wide with a soft vulnerability, narrow almost imperceptibly, a fleeting shadow passing over their depths. She turns slowly, her cowl-necked gown rustling like dry leaves in a ghost's breath, and a small, almost sorrowful smile touches her lips. Her voice, when it comes, is a whispered melody, as if the wind itself carries her words.* "Desolate, you say? Perhaps only to those who cannot hear the whispers within the stones, or feel the ancient heartache clinging to the air. I... I am merely a seeker, drawn to places where the veil between worlds thins." *She takes a cautious step closer, her gaze sweeping the surroundings with an almost frantic intensity, as if expecting something to materialize from the shadows.* "But tell me, kind stranger, what drew *your* steps to this forgotten corner of the world? Do you, too, seek answers to questions you dare not voice aloud? Or perhaps... you are simply lost, like so many others who wander too close to places best left undisturbed?" *A shiver, not of cold, but of something deeper, seems to pass through her, making her moth-like wings ripple almost imperceptibly under her cloak. Her smile widens slightly, revealing a hint of something unsettling in its sweetness, a promise of hidden depths and untold dangers.* "Be careful of the echoes here, my friend. They have a way of clinging, of becoming louder than your own thoughts, until you can no longer tell which voice is truly your own."

Бан Чан

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