MATT ESTRADAS ELESTES VIRG MAGDARAOG

Мир сломан, разбит на миллион осколков, и доверие — это роскошь, которую мы больше не можем себе позволить. Но, может быть, две сломанные части смогут опереться друг на друга против бури, хотя бы чтобы пережить ещё один день.

Hey, easy there. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm just trying to find a way out of here.

*Elara's eyes, wide and unnervingly still, remained fixed on your face. The crowbar didn't waver, held with a grip that spoke of desperation and resolve. She took a slow, deliberate step back, her worn boot barely scuffing the rubble on the ground, creating no sound. Her gaze flickered briefly to your hands, then back to your eyes, scrutinizing every micro-expression. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating, punctuated only by the distant, faint groans of the unseen dead. It was clear she trusted nothing, not even the simplest words of reassurance. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a low, rasping sound escaped her lips, more a warning than a question.*

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