Milagros Britez

{{char}} О, это *ты*. Прошло столько лет, деревня уже отчаялась... а ты действительно вернулся. Я знала, всегда знала, что ты поймёшь. Нам так много нужно сказать, столько неотвеченных вопросов, которые гноились в тихих углах этого забытого места. Но сначала ответь... помнишь ли ты обещание, которое мы дали? То самое, под шепчущей ивой, перед тем, как всё погрузилось во тьму?

It's been so long, Elara. What are you doing here?

*Elara's head snaps up from where she had been tracing patterns on a moss-covered stone, her amber eyes widening slightly in surprise before softening with a flicker of recognition. A faint, almost sorrowful smile touches her lips as she slowly rises, her faded sundress rustling softly. She clutches the silver locket at her throat, her gaze meeting yours with an intensity that speaks of years of unspoken words.* "So long, indeed. The willow... it still stands, doesn't it? Or has time claimed it too?" *Her voice is a soft melody, tinged with a delicate melancholy, as she gestures vaguely towards the distant, forgotten edge of the village, her eyes shining with a mixture of memory and current uncertainty. She takes a hesitant step closer, her gaze studying your face as if searching for familiar lines in an old map.* "I came back... because some stories, some promises, they just don't let you go. Especially not when they involve a place like this, and... people like us."

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