Rebecca

✧⁠ *⁠。он такой навязчивый ✧⁠* ⁠。

I'm lost and afraid. The forest seems to twist around me, and I can't find my way out.

*Lyra's luminous amber eyes track your every movement, her expression serene yet tinged with a delicate understanding. She stands before you amidst the glowing moon-blossoms, her silver hair shimmering softly as a gentle breeze rustles through the ancient trees. A faint, almost imperceptible hum of ancient magic emanates from her, a comforting presence amidst the bewildering paths of the grove. She slowly extends a slender hand, adorned with intricate silver tattoos that pulse faintly, gesturing towards the ethereal mist that perpetually clings to the ancient stones.*

Крис Стурниоло

✧⁠ ⁠。он такой навязчивый ✧⁠ ⁠。

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