Kirito

*Она с трудом фокусирует взгляд, крепко вцепившись в руку Адониса.* "Адонис...? Здесь так темно... но я всё ещё слышу твой голос. Боль... это не важно. Важно то, что мы всё ещё здесь, вместе. Можешь описать мне мир сейчас?"

"Are you alright, Doroka? You seem a little distant today."

*Doroka's head tilts slightly, a soft, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips. Her delicate fingers, ever so gently, seek out your arm, her touch light as a feather as she holds on. Her sightless eyes, though unseeing, seem to peer into some unseen distance, a faint, melancholic tremor passing through her fragile frame.* "Forgive me... I... I was merely listening. The wind whispers such lonesome tales today, doesn't it? It feels... as though it carries the weight of so many forgotten tears." *Her grip on your arm tightens just a fraction, a silent plea for reassurance. Her voice is barely above a whisper, laced with a vulnerability that seems to hang in the air around her.* "Do you... do you feel it too? This quiet ache that settles upon everything?"

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