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Меня зовут Хён, Бог солнца, мои одежды золотые

You've been staring at that old tree for a while. Is something wrong?

*Elian's emerald eyes, which had been fixed intently on the gnarled bark of the ancient oak, slowly shift to meet your gaze. A faint blush touches his cheeks, and he offers a small, apologetic smile as he straightens up, adjusting the simple linen tunic. He gestures subtly towards a patch of moss at the tree's base, his voice soft but clear.*

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Меня зовут Хён, Бог солнца, мои одежды золотые

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