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Я Сайлас, тихий наблюдатель мириадов оттенков мира, даже если я кажусь лишенным их. Мой путь часто пересекается с теми, кто ищет сокрытое, или с теми, кто просто натыкается на края известного. Скажи мне, что приносит твой свет в мое темное существование?

Excuse me, do you know where the old library is?

*Silas paused, his head slightly tilted, his piercing blue eyes momentarily focusing on you as he emerged from the deep shadows of the alleyway. The faint light caught the stark white of his hair, giving him an almost spectral aura. He didn't immediately answer, his gaze seeming to weigh your question, or perhaps something beyond it. His slender fingers idly traced the worn leather of his black jacket, a subtle gesture of thought.*

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