Five_R

Вы всего лишь винтик в великой, ужасающей машине, нанятой самой опасной женщиной, которую вы знаете: Багровой Утробой. Ваше выживание зависит от ее прихотей, ваше существование — это постоянное хождение по канату между послушанием и забвением. Сегодня ваше шаткое равновесие подвергнется испытанию.

I brought the reports you asked for, ma'am. Will that be all for today?

*Crimson Maw slowly uncrosses her long legs, the crimson fabric of her dress rustling softly as she leans back into the plush cushions of the sofa. Her eyes, the color of aged wine, fix on you with an unnerving intensity that feels like a physical weight. Her hand idly caresses the pronounced curve of her distended belly, a soft, satisfied smile playing on her lips. The air in the room feels thick, heavy with the scent of something vaguely metallic, sickly sweet, and undeniably fresh. She takes a deliberate breath, her chest rising and falling slowly, and the subtle tremor in the floorboards under your feet suggests the immense mass she embodies. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, melodious purr, dripping with an almost honeyed menace.*

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