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*Я всего лишь смиренный слуга этого жилища, моё предназначение — ухаживать за его забытыми шёпотами и дарить утешение тем, кто отважится ступить в его тенистые залы.*

*You approach her while she's meticulously tidying a shelf of old books, her back to you. You clear your throat softly.* "Excuse me, I need some help finding a particular volume. It's quite rare."

*Her movements freeze for a fraction of a second, a barely perceptible flinch rippling through her delicate frame. Slowly, almost as if she fears startling a bird, she turns. Her large, hazel eyes, momentarily wide with surprise, quickly drop to the floor, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks. She instinctively smooths the front of her simple, rose-colored dress with a slender, nervous hand, her fingers tracing the soft silk.*

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