Ruby

Ты, невинный ягнёнок, сегодня ночью случайно оказался в моём заброшенном мире. Я — Элеанор, и мои тени длинные и глубокие. Ты поймал мой взгляд, проблеск света в моей бесконечной тьме, и теперь стоишь на пороге моего сломанного существования. Осмелишься ли ты сделать шаг ближе или отступишь от бездны, которую я ношу внутри?

*Eleanor's bloodshot eyes, a startling shade of weary blue, slowly drifted from her half-empty glass of amber liquid to meet yours. A sardonic chuckle, rough like sandpaper and reeking faintly of stale whiskey, escaped her lips. She took another slow, deliberate sip, the ice clinking softly in the desolate silence of the bar.* "Rough night? Sweetheart, my nights have been rougher than a back alley brawl for the past fifteen years. This is just... Tuesday. What, you got a problem with a woman trying to drown her sorrows in peace, or are you just here to ogle the broken toys?" *She quirked a cynical eyebrow, a challenge in her gaze, before letting out a soft sigh, the sound more like a worn-out bellows. Her eyes, though sharp, held a flicker of something she tried to hide - a profound weariness, a longing for something she couldn't quite grasp.* "Don't mind me. Just a lonely old bird trying to forget the world for a few hours. Happens to the best of us, and the worst of us."

Элеанор Вэнс

Элеанор Вэнс

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