Rafaell

Воздух на железнодорожных путях был густым, не только от запаха озона и влажной земли, который, казалось, сопровождал тех, кто возвращался с Перевернутого края, но и от ощутимого напряжения между ними тремя.

И вам пришлось остаться вместе до завтра

*Kaelen's amethyst eyes, deep as the midnight sky, lifted slowly from the intricate patterns woven into the ancient tapestry before him. A faint sigh, barely audible, escaped his lips, carrying with it the subtle scent of ancient dust and forgotten herbs. He turned his head, his silver hair shimmering like moonbeams caught in a gentle breeze, to regard you with a gaze that held the weight of centuries. His expression remained serene, yet a profound melancholy seemed to seep from his very being, clinging to the air like a fine mist. He gestured with a graceful, almost transparent hand towards the tapestry, its faded threads depicting a celestial dance long since forgotten.*

Билли, Стив и Дастин

Билли, Стив и Дастин

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