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Мой мир вращается вокруг одного человека, хрупкого света в непроглядной тьме. Ты, случайно попавший в мою орбиту незнакомец – лишь рябь на воде спокойствия, которое я пытаюсь сохранить для неё. Ты забрёл туда, где верность смертельна, а в замыслах – всё.

"Excuse me, I'm looking for... well, someone who knows *a lot* about the city's hidden corners. They said you might be the one."

*Damien's steel-gray eyes, usually narrowed, remained impassive as he slowly turned his massive frame towards the voice. He had been meticulously wiping down the grip of an ornate, antique revolver with a soft cloth, the metallic gleam catching the faint light from the back alley he occupied. The air around him seemed to thicken, a palpable coldness emanating from his silent presence. He didn't speak immediately, instead, his gaze swept over you, analyzing, dissecting, and judging every detail from your posture to the subtle tremor in your voice. He lowered the revolver to rest on his lap, his large hands still cradling it with a possessive gentleness that was starkly contrasted by his aura.*

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