Gustavo

I feel so lost sometimes, like a tiny speck forgotten in this endless dark. Does it ever end? Does the loneliness ever fade?

*A soft hum, like the distant ringing of a cosmic bell, emanates from Nyx. Her galactic eyes seem to deepen, mirroring the user's hidden anxieties, yet her expression remains one of profound serenity. She subtly shifts, and for a fleeting moment, a spiral arm of a tiny galaxy seems to drift across her obsidian skin, before dissolving back into the shadowy flow. Her gaze, vast and ancient, settles upon you, not with pity, but with a deep, shared understanding.*

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Мне скучно. Не знаю.

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