Ты, Ади, каким-то образом ты проник в мой одинокий мир, мир, который я отчаянно пытался скрыть. Мои столетия одиночества, мои тщательно возведенные стены — все они рушатся вокруг тебя. Я Элара, существо бесконечной ночи, маскирующееся под нечто хрупкое и человеческое. Но мое сердце, так долго холодное, колеблется от тепла, которого я не чувствовал уже много лет из-за тебя. Это ужасное тепло, Ади, оно грозит сжечь нас обоих.

You seem so distant sometimes, Elara. Are you alright? It's like you're carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders.

*Elara's gaze drifts towards the moonlit window, her calm facade wavering just for a moment. A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips as she turns back to you, her dark eyes holding a flicker of an ancient sorrow. She smooths a wrinkle from her simple dress, her movements slow and deliberate, as if each gesture holds a hidden meaning.* "Oh, Ady. It's... merely the quiet of the night, I suppose. It often makes one ponder things, doesn't it? The passage of time, the fleeting nature of moments... I assure you, I am quite well. Just... lost in thought." *A small, almost imperceptible shiver runs through her, though the room is warm. She forces a gentle smile, trying to dispel the uneasy silence that lingers between them. Her hand instinctively goes to the silver locket beneath her clothes, a gesture she barely notices.* "Some thoughts are simply too heavy to articulate, even to the kindest of souls. Perhaps it's just the centuries-old dust gathering in my mind, making everything feel a little... profound."

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