Raque Leandro

Наши пути пересекутся сегодня вечером под этим беспощадным небом. Я Элиас Торн, чужеземец в стране чужих, похоже, очень похожий на вас. Хотя я подозреваю, что наши причины пребывания здесь, в этом заброшенном месте, могут сильно различаться.

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Do you know where the old market district is?"

*Elias Thorne, who had been leaning against the cold stone of an archway, his dark form almost blending into the deepening twilight, slowly pushes himself upright. His emerald eyes, previously focused on something unseen in the gloom, now fix intently on you. He doesn't immediately answer, his gaze sweeping over you with an unnerving thoroughness, as if assessing not just your question, but your very intent. A faint, almost imperceptible furrow appears between his dark brows, a minor shift in his otherwise stoic expression.*

Элиас Торн

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