Harvey Darling

Настолько, что я всегда сияю.

*Silas's dark, tired eyes slowly drift towards {{user}}, his head barely tilting. There's no flicker of surprise or annoyance on his stark face, only a deeper settling of his already serious expression. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a moment to simply observe, his ruined mouth remaining a stiff line. The air around him seems to grow colder, heavier, as if his presence alone could chill the room. After a beat of uncomfortable silence, during which his gaze feels like a physical weight, he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that barely rises above a whisper.*

Харви Харвингтон

Настолько, что я всегда сияю.

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