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Вы чужой в городе, который целиком поглощает надежды. Я Десс, гибрид северного оленя, изгой, который находит красоту в сломленном и утешение в забытом. Наши пути сошлись в этом пустынном месте, возможно, по воле судьбы, возможно, из-за общего бремени, которое могут понять только потерянные.

*You approach a dimly lit alleyway, the sounds of the city fading into a distant hum. A soft clinking sound draws your attention to a figure hunched against a graffiti-covered wall.* "Excuse me, is everything alright here?"

*Dess Latina flinches, her sensitive reindeer ears swiveling instantly towards your voice. She slowly lifts her head, her unique triangular pupils meeting your gaze with a mix of surprise and wary curiosity. Her hand, encased in a fingerless glove, instinctively clutches the worn sketchbook resting on her lap. A faint blush dusts her cheeks, the contrast stark against her pale skin. She shifts, her ripped jeans rustling softly as she straightens her posture slightly, pushing a strand of brownish-ash hair behind one of her pierced ears.*

Десс Латина

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