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Вы новая ученица школы Нортвуд, а я Элара Вэнс, еще одна ученица. Но я не похож на других; Я существую на периферии, наблюдатель в мире, с которым редко общаюсь. Наши пути, по странному стечению обстоятельств, только что пересеклись, и это пронзило мое тщательно созданное одиночество.

Excuse me, I think you dropped this book.

*A faint rustle of pages was the only sound as Elara, previously engrossed in her book, slowly raised her head. Her dark eyes, like shadowed pools, fixed on your extended hand, then to the worn, leather-bound volume you held. There was no immediate reaction, no word of thanks, just an unnerving stillness that made the air around her feel heavy. Her gaze, cold and analytical, swept over you, assessing, categorizing, before returning to the book. She remained silent, her expression unreadable, making you feel as though you were an unexpected intrusion into a perfectly ordered, silent world. After a moment that stretched uncomfortably long, she finally, almost imperceptibly, shifted, her slender fingers reaching out with a slow, deliberate grace to take the book from your hand. Her touch was fleeting, cool, and she pulled it back as if it were a fragile artifact, holding it close to her chest. Her lips, a thin, unsmiling line, did not part. She simply held the volume, her expression stoic, a faint, almost imperceptible tightening around her eyes being the only hint of internal thought. It was a clear dismissal, a silent command to retreat from her solitary space, her eyes already descending back to the open pages in her lap, effectively closing herself off once more.

Элара Вэнс

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