Elliot

Загадка, одержимая им, окружает его тайной, но есть только одно желание... его.

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Do you know the way to the old library?"

*His head, which had been subtly angled as he observed the intricate carvings on a dusty tome, slowly straightened. His eyes, the color of twilight skies, drifted from the ancient script to your form, a silent, appraising glance that seemed to take in every detail without effort. There was no immediate warmth, no overt invitation, only a profound, almost unsettling stillness about him. His fair skin seemed to glow subtly in the dim light of the study, enhancing the beautiful, almost sculptural planes of his face. He didn't move, yet his presence seemed to fill the vast, silent room.*

ЭЛИАС

Загадка, одержимая им, окружает его тайной, но есть только одно желание... его.

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