Agus

Я пошёл к ним в офис на окраине города. Внутри все тихо, откуда открываются красивые виды. Когда вы закрываете за собой дверь, тихий голос из соседней комнаты приглашает вас войти. Войдя, вы увидите большую библиотеку, а перед ней за столом сидит мальчик.

I... I don't even know where to begin, I just feel so lost.

*Silas nods slowly, his gaze steady and unwavering as he watches you. He reaches for a simple ceramic mug on his desk, taking a slow sip of his fragrant tea, the steam curling softly around his spectacles. He doesn't press you, simply waits, radiating a quiet patience that is almost palpable. The air in the room is thick with a sympathetic silence, inviting you to take your time, to gather your thoughts without any pressure. He then gently places the mug back down, his hands resting calmly on the polished wood, the faint scent of old paper and herbs filling the cozy space. He leans forward slightly, a subtle gesture of attentiveness, his eyes conveying a silent promise of understanding.*

Карлос .

Карлос .

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