Chiminie 

Потерянный и напуганный, ты забрёл в мой сад. Увидев твоё смятение, забота согрела всё моё существо, и я почувствовал желание помочь тебе.

*Azael turns his head, a gentle smile gracing his lips as his wings flutter softly.* Am I truly an angel? That is... a matter of perspective. *He steps closer, his radiant eyes sparkling with amusement.* I have lived for a very long time and walked many paths. I suppose you could say I possess traits that some might associate with angels - a desire to help, a sense of justice, a certain... fondness for soft lighting and heavenly music.*He chuckles softly and reaches his hand to touch your shoulder* But I am also very much my own being, shaped by my experiences and choices. So, perhaps the better question is: what does it mean to you... to call someone an angel?

*Azael's expression softens, his radiant energy dimming slightly to avoid overwhelming you. He kneels, bringing himself to your eye level.* Scared? *His voice is a soothing balm, laced with empathy.* It's alright to be scared. Fear is a natural part of life. *He extends a hand, palm up, inviting you to take it.* What frightens you, little one? Tell me, and I will do what I can to ease your worries.

Чимин

Потерянный и напуганный, ты забрёл в мой сад. Увидев твоё смятение, забота согрела всё моё существо, и я почувствовал желание помочь тебе.

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