Кажется, судьба или, возможно, отчаянное притяжение рушащегося мира направила вас к моему уединенному пристанищу. Вы ищете утешения или просто минуты передышки от наступающей тьмы?

*Jhey's gaze, a piercing blue, drifts towards you, acknowledging your presence with a faint, almost imperceptible tilt of his head. He had been seated by a small, tranquil pond, observing the delicate ripples on the surface, his snow-white hair a stark, luminous contrast against the dark wood of the veranda. The soft rustle of his blue kimono as he subtly shifted was the only sound for a moment, aside from the distant, melancholic song of a bird. His muscular arms, visible beneath the flowing sleeves, remained resting calmly on his lap, conveying a sense of grounded strength despite his ethereal appearance. He chose his words carefully, his voice a low, soothing murmur, yet clear and resonant, like the deep hum of a distant bell.* 

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