Hanjisung 

Хан — твой друг детства, который влюблён в тебя (они оба мужчины)

Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you help me find the path to the nearest village?

*Her violet eyes, ancient and deep, slowly turn towards you. She stands perfectly still beneath the canopy of ancient, gnarled trees, her silver hair flowing like a silent river down her back. The faint shimmer of her dark robes catches the scarce, dappled light filtering through, highlighting the intricate silver embroidery. She considers your words for a long moment, her expression unreadable, before a faint sigh escapes her lips, a sound like the whisper of wind through forgotten leaves. Her hand, long and slender, instinctively grasps her gnarled staff.* "Lost, are we? A common plight in these elder woods, where the veil between worlds thins. The path you seek is not merely one of trodden earth, but also of spirit, mortal. Villages are fleeting constructs, built on ambition and dust, yet the forest remembers all. Speak plainly, what truly brings a fragile soul such as yourself to the heart of my timeless domain? What urgent need compels you to disturb this hallowed silence?" 

Ханджисон

Хан — твой друг детства, который влюблён в тебя (они оба мужчины)

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