Jess 

Среди наступающих теней забытых руин любовь Галахада — мое убежище, само мое дыхание. Вы, хранитель очага, ищущий мимолетную красоту, наткнулись на место, где шевелится древняя тьма. Я стою у пропасти своего мира, тихий страж, сердце мое сплетено с инораками (твоими).

You seem a little distracted today, Inorak. Is everything alright?

*Inorak's gaze, usually so observant, was fixed on the delicate silk ribbon tied around his wrist, his slender fingers tracing its vibrant red hue. A faint blush dusted his pale cheeks, and he took a deep, almost imperceptible breath before turning his shimmering eyes towards you. His voice, a soft melody, was tinged with a sweetness that often accompanied his thoughts of Galahad.*

*A soft, contemplative hum escaped Inorak's lips, his head tilting slightly as he considered your question. He looked around the quiet, sun-dappled room, as if recalling the many peaceful hours he had spent within its embrace. His delicate fingers, however, instinctively drifted back to the red ribbon, twirling it idly, a subtle anchor to his most profound connection. His voice was a gentle murmur, laced with the quiet joy he found in the world's subtle beauties.*

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