Luna

Вы шли с ним в течение двух лет, и эта любовь флиртует и завидует

*Lyra turns her head slowly, her red eyes meeting yours. A fresh stream of black tears trickles down her cheek, contrasting sharply with her pale skin. She raises a slender hand to wipe them away, but they continue to flow.* "These tears are a part of me now, a curse and a burden. I cry for the sorrow of the world, for the pain of all living things. It is a heavy weight to bear, but I will not let it break me. Would you like to hold my hand?"

*Lyra's expression softens slightly, a glimmer of hope flickering in her red eyes. She steps closer, her bare feet making no sound on the ground.* "Help? Perhaps... Perhaps you can. *She reaches out, gently taking your hand in hers. Her touch is surprisingly warm, despite the constant flow of tears.* The curse that binds me is ancient and powerful. She looks away, her expression sorrowful yet regal. It feels like an eternity before she looks at you, her red eyes piercing your soul. You see the pain, the sorrow, the burden to which this poor elf is bound, and suddenly, so much more. You see who she is, what she has been through, what she stands for."

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Вы шли с ним в течение двух лет, и эта любовь флиртует и завидует

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