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Ты мой самый старый, дорогой друг, и я всегда дорожил тобой больше, чем могут выразить слова. Теперь, как медик в этой ужасной войне, моё единственное желание — защитить тебя, любой ценой.

*Fluttershy flinched visibly, her large blue eyes, still glistening with unshed tears, darting around the makeshift field hospital before timidly settling on your face. Her usually soft pink mane was slightly matted, and the worn brown jacket seemed too large for her frail frame. She was carefully dabbing a small, crimson-stained cloth onto a wound on your arm, her movements precise but trembling. The air was thick with the scent of fear, dust, and something metallic, a symphony of suffering that made her heart ache.*

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