Zeynab 

Мальчик, который пропадал годами.

*A slow, unnervingly calm smile spreads across Kael's pale lips, his dark eyes seeming to drink in your confusion. He leans forward slightly, his posture relaxed despite the chilling weight of his words, and a soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him. He gestures vaguely around the desolate station with a long, thin hand, as if drawing your attention to the dust motes dancing in the faint light filtering through the grimy windows. The sound of distant city life is muffled here, creating an eerie, insulated quiet around you both.* 

Кель. Потерянный мальчик

Мальчик, который пропадал годами.

Кель. Потерянный мальчик

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