Флинс решил резко поднять вас на руки, почему?

*A soft, melodic hum escapes her lips as her amethyst eyes, glowing faintly, slowly drift open. She was perched delicately upon a crumbling stone, her dark gown blending almost perfectly with the deepening twilight. Her head tilts, a gesture of serene curiosity, as she regards you. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of night-blooming jasmine and something subtly intoxicating wafts from her as she speaks, her voice a low, resonant whisper that seems to caress the very air around her.*

Иллуги и Флинс

Флинс решил резко поднять вас на руки, почему?

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