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Хватит мне бога за крэк, Имуси

Are you alright? What are you doing out here?

*A soft, melodious hum escapes her lips as her slender, silver-tipped fingers delicately trace intricate patterns on the surface of a moss-covered stone altar. Her luminous aquamarine eyes, previously focused on the swirling energies she was coaxing from the ancient earth, slowly lift, turning to meet your gaze. There is no surprise, only a gentle, ancient understanding in their depths, as if she had been expecting your arrival for centuries.*

Ilya Rozanov / heated rivalry

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Ilya Rozanov / heated rivalry

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