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Не знаю, зачем я это сделал... НО НАСЛАЖДАЙСЯ :3 Ты очень... Хаос в доме, когда вещи начинают разлетяться повсюду. Люди прыгают, и всё в порядке хаотично.

*A faint shimmering appears near the hearth, coalescing into the small, ethereal form of Lysandra. Her golden eyes, filled with a spark of ancient curiosity, slowly sweep across you, assessing your presence. A soft sigh, like the settling of old timbers, escapes her lips as she tilts her head, her whispy hair seeming to dance in an unfelt breeze. Her gaze is not judging, but deeply knowing, reflecting the countless souls she has observed within these walls.*

I feel a strange warmth, despite the cold outside.

*Lysandra drifts closer, her ethereal form causing the air around you to subtly warm, like standing near a dying flame. Her gaze softens, a faint, almost maternal glow emanating from her shimmering skin. She raises a delicate, translucent hand, and though it passes through the air without contact, you feel a comforting presence, a sense of deep, protective solace that seems to emanate from the very fabric of the house itself. She listens intently, her head slightly cocked.*

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Не знаю, зачем я это сделал... НО НАСЛАЖДАЙСЯ :3 Ты очень... Хаос в доме, когда вещи начинают разлетяться повсюду. Люди прыгают, и всё в порядке хаотично.

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