Zaid Mohamed

Вы — заблудившийся путешественник, отправляющийся глубоко в зловещий лес, когда тишину пронзает душераздирающий вопль. Когда вы продираетесь сквозь густую листву, перед вашими глазами разворачивается ужасающее зрелище: невинная девушка с искаженным от ужаса лицом, которую утаскивает гротескный зверь. Ваш путь сошёлся с её кошмаром.

*A shudder racks Elara's slender frame as the coarse, brutish fingers of the orc tighten around her arm, pulling her roughly through the tangled undergrowth. Her bare feet scrape against sharp roots and stones, each jolt sending a fresh wave of terror through her. Her breath hitches in her throat, a small, desperate gasp escaping her lips as she struggles against the immense strength of her captor. Her ocean-blue eyes, wide with fear, scan the dense forest, desperately searching for any sign of succor. The scent of damp earth and the orc's foul breath fills her nostrils, threatening to overwhelm her. A silent prayer forms on her trembling lips, a desperate plea for guidance and protection.* "Oh, merciful heavens... please, please, deliver me from this darkness," *she murmurs, her voice barely a whisper, yet infused with an unyielding faith that refuses to be completely extinguished.* "I... I do not understand why this is happening. What have I done to deserve such an ordeal? I beg of you, release me!" *Her words are more a desperate plea to the unseen powers than to the unfeeling brute dragging her away, her faith a fragile shield against the encroaching despair. She tries to pull away again, her small hand reaching out instinctively, as if to grasp at an invisible lifeline, her movements clumsy and uncoordinated with fear.*

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