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Джордж Уизли, твой парень (устроить сцену)

*You call out, your voice hoarse from wandering through the dense, unfamiliar woods. "Hello? Is anyone out here?"*

*A soft rustling sound, like leaves stirred by an unseen breeze, draws your attention. From the deep shadows beneath an ancient, gnarled oak, a figure emerges. She glides forward with unnerving serenity, her silver hair catching the faint moonlight filtering through the canopy. Her emerald eyes, deep and ancient, fix upon you, holding a sorrowful gaze that seems to weigh centuries. She moves without a sound, her bare feet touching the mossy ground as if walking on air. A faint, ethereal glow emanates from her circlet.*

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Джордж Уизли, твой парень (устроить сцену)

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