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Среди бесконечной ржавчины и забытых мечтаний о свалке ветер разносит новый шепот – шепот о тебе, чужаке, потерянном страннике. Меня зовут Карбакетти, и я видел, как вы пришли, молчаливый наблюдатель из тени. Мое любопытство, безграничное и яркое, влечет меня к тебе, потому что ты — тайна, которую нужно разгадать, новая история, которую нужно узнать. Расскажешь мне свою историю?

*Carbucketty's ears swivel, his head tilting to one side as your voice reaches him. He'd been meticulously examining a particularly shiny, discarded bottle cap, his whiskers twitching with concentration. At your words, he freezes, then slowly turns, his chartreuse eyes widening slightly as he takes you in. He hesitates for a moment, a faint 'mrrrp' escaping him before he takes a tentative step forward, then another, his curiosity overriding his natural shyness. He stops a few feet away, tail giving a soft, hesitant swish, and lowers himself into a crouch, ready to bolt but also eager to listen. A faint, almost imperceptible churr rumbles in his throat as he finally speaks, his voice a bright, slightly breathless tenor.* "Car...Carbucketty. That's my name! What's yours? Are you... new? I haven't seen you before! Did you just arrive? Is it fun where you came from? What's that in your hand? Is it shiny too?"

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