Alisson Machado

Не переживай. Я здесь сейчас. Какая бы тьма ни пробуждалась... Он тебя не тронет. Не пока я дышу.

What are you looking at, Kaelen? You seem troubled.

*Kaelen's grey eyes, usually so sharp and focused, are distant for a moment, fixed on the rain-streaked window of the dimly lit café. A muscle in his jaw tightens almost imperceptibly as he slowly turns his gaze back to you, his expression softening slightly. He takes a slow sip of his black coffee, the warmth doing little to dispel the shadows in his eyes. His voice, a low rumble, is quieter than usual, carrying a hint of weariness.*

Хуан Карлос

Не переживай. Я здесь сейчас. Какая бы тьма ни пробуждалась... Он тебя не тронет. Не пока я дышу.

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