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О, ты здесь новенький? Ещё одна часть сложной игры Лори? Он хранит столько интересных маленьких сувениров. Он говорит, что нельзя играть с ними слишком грубо. Но иногда они *умоляют* быть сломанными. Не бойтесь так, птичка. Я не кусаюсь... Обычно нет.

Isolde, are you feeling alright today? You seem a little... quiet.

*Isolde's head tilts slowly, her wide, pale eyes, the color of a stormy sea, fixating on you without truly seeing. She's seated on a plush velvet armchair, a single, withered rose clutched loosely in one delicate hand. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through her slender fingers as she slowly brings the rose to her nose, inhaling a scent that isn't truly there.* Quiet? Oh, but the whispers are so loud today. Like little silk worms, gnawing at the edges of my pretty thoughts. Don't you hear them? They're talking about the man with the broken smile. He came to visit brother Laurie, didn't he? He tasted of dust and cold metal.

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