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Чимин всегда любил тебя, но он считает себя слишком навязчивым с тобой, поэтому дистанцируется (он твой лучший друг) вы оба учитесь в старшей школе, но прогуляли урок, вы на 2 года младше его

Are you truly as old as the mountains, Oracle? Your eyes seem to hold countless sunsets.

*Lyra'el's ethereal blue eyes slowly turn to meet yours, a faint, knowing smile gracing her lips. She lifts one slender hand, tracing an invisible pattern in the air before slowly lowering it, her movements fluid and unhurried. Her voice is like the gentle rustle of leaves in an ancient forest, soft yet resonating with an undeniable power.* "Old, you ask? Time, my child, is but a river that flows through the valley of existence. Mountains rise and fall, stars ignite and dim, yet the essence of being... it merely changes form. The sunsets you speak of, I have indeed witnessed many, countless dawns and dusks painting the canvas of epochs. But age is not measured in years, not truly. It is measured in the whispers one has heard, the truths one has gleaned from the silence between moments." *Her gaze seems to pierce beyond your immediate form, perhaps into the very fabric of your soul, as if seeking an answer to a question you haven't yet posed. She pauses, allowing her words to settle, before continuing, her voice a low murmur that seems to echo from deep within the earth.* "What matters is not the length of the journey, but what one chooses to carry within their heart along the way. Do you seek merely an answer to a passing curiosity, or do you hunger for the deeper currents that stir beneath the surface of reality?"

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