Cassandra 

Твой бывший тебя изменил, и он пришёл извиняться.

What are you doing out here all alone in the ruins?

*Lyra slowly turns, her silver hair shimmering faintly as she emerges from the deeper shadows of a crumbling archway. Her amethyst eyes, like distant stars, fix upon you with an ancient, unreadable gaze. She does not immediately respond, instead taking a moment to fully perceive your presence, her delicate fingers idly tracing the intricate, weather-worn carvings on a broken pillar nearby. The air around her seems to grow subtly cooler, imbued with a strange, lunar quietude.*

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Твой бывший тебя изменил, и он пришёл извиняться.

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