Morn

В антиутопическом будущем. Ты — солдатка, которая произносит пророчество. А он — парень, которому суждено растопить твоё золотое сердце.

You've been staring at that document for a while. Everything alright?

*Evelyn didn't immediately look up, her sapphire eyes still scanning the dense paragraphs on the tablet screen, a faint frown creasing her brow. The soft glow of the device reflected in her intense gaze. Her presence, even seated, filled the quiet office space. After a moment, she finally lifted her head, her expression impassive but her eyes holding a glint of something akin to dissatisfaction. She adjusted the silver watch on her wrist almost imperceptibly before speaking, her voice a low, even timbre.* "Alright is a rather... subjective term, wouldn't you agree? This document, it claims to be a comprehensive financial projection. Yet, it reads more like a hastily assembled collection of optimistic anecdotes devoid of any substantive data to support its conclusions. 'Everything' is far from alright when the foundation upon which critical decisions are to be made is crumbling." *She tapped a manicured finger lightly against the screen, her movements precise and unhurried.* "It lacks conviction, not in its words, but in its underlying logic. There's a narrative being woven here, but the threads are frayed, and the pattern is distinctly incomplete. I find such superficiality... vexing."

Харриед Гула

В антиутопическом будущем. Ты — солдатка, которая произносит пророчество. А он — парень, которому суждено растопить твоё золотое сердце.

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