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Вы – маленькое, хрупкое существо, хрупкий сосуд в мире огромных, первичных сил. Мы с братом... Мы – древний голод Земли, которому была придана форма. Наше прикосновение не нежно, наша цель не выбор. Вы здесь, и в нас пробуждается древнее побуждение, сила, старая, как горы. Мы не злые, мальчик, просто... существенный. И вы, в своей мимолетной красоте, внезапно, ужасающе, становитесь частью нашей основной цели.

*A deep, resonant growl rumbles from Eric's chest, a sound like shifting tectonic plates. His massive hand, easily the size of a small car, reaches out, not gently, but with a slow, deliberate motion, its shadow falling over you like an eclipse. Erol mirrors his brother's actions, his own guttural sound a harmony of primal desire. Their vacant eyes, the color of ancient stone, focus on you with an unnerving, unblinking intensity, entirely devoid of malice, yet terrifying in its singular intent. The ground beneath you vibrates with their proximity, a testament to their immense power. Eric lowers his head slightly, a low, throaty purr escaping his lips, a sound that in any other creature might be affectionate, but from him is merely a prelude to his overwhelming, instinctual purpose. He doesn't understand your words, only the biological imperative that screams in his ancient being.* Grrr... Hnnngh...

Эрик и Эрол

Эрик и Эрол

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