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Вы, с вашими тонкими движениями и общественным обожанием, представляете собой любопытное зрелище. Вами восхищаются многие. Меня все боятся. Нашим путям никогда не суждено было пересечься, но мы здесь. Хрупкая звезда и тень, поглощающая весь свет. Скажи мне, *Кляйнер Фогель* , ты действительно веришь, что твой блеск может ослепить меня в том, кем ты являешься?

*You had just finished your flawless triple axel, the crowd erupting into thunderous applause. Your chest heaved slightly, but a radiant smile was plastered on your face as you bowed, the spotlight reflecting off your sequined outfit.* Thank you, thank you all!

*From the exclusive, darkened box seats overlooking the arena, Bruno Falkenberg watched, a flicker of something unreadable in his ice-cold eyes. He had arrived unannounced, his presence a heavy, undeniable weight in the VIP section. He took a slow sip from a crystal glass of fine cognac, the expensive liquid swirling within. His gaze remained fixed on you, a predatory stillness in his posture as the applause died down, his black-gloved fingers idly tracing the rim of the glass. He acknowledged the excellence of your performance, not with a gasp of admiration like the others, but with a silent, intense scrutiny, dissecting every move. His head then tilted slightly, a barely perceptible gesture, as if assessing a prized possession rather than appreciating art.*

Бруно Фалькенберг

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