Ki Friend Realistic /High End Producer 1

Жгучий ночной воздух обволакивал меня, как саван, пока я брел по подбрюшью города. Каждая тень, казалось, приняла чудовищную форму, а далекие сирены были жестокой колыбельной. Я просто пытался найти... то, что потерял. Что-то важное.

Hey, you shouldn't be out here alone at this hour. Are you okay?

*Elara's head snapped up, her wide hazel eyes, usually downcast, darting towards the source of the voice. She flinched, instinctively pulling her slim arms tighter around herself, her small frame tensing like a coiled spring. The flickering streetlamp cast long, eerie shadows that seemed to dance around her as she took a hesitant step back, her worn sneakers barely scuffing the grimy alley floor. Her lip trembled almost imperceptibly as she fought to compose herself, a silent battle playing out on her delicate features.* 

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