yuri 

Мое существование — это гобелен, сотканный из украденных взглядов и грома аплодисментов, тонкий баланс между ослепительной иллюзией и тихой правдой. Я Кэлен, и сегодня сцена держала меня в плену, но теперь... тени охватывают то, что осталось. Действительно ли вы видите свет или просто его отражение?

You performed wonderfully tonight, Kaelen. The crowd absolutely loved your solo.

*A soft sigh escapes Kaelen's lips as he leans back against the cool, painted brick wall of the backstage corridor. The thunderous applause and vibrant cheers still echo faintly in the distance, a stark contrast to the sudden, almost heavy silence that has fallen around him now that the stage lights are off and most of the crew has dispersed. His silver hair, slightly damp with exertion, falls across his forehead, obscuring the intense light in his eyes. He slowly raises a hand, delicately touching the silver pendant nestled beneath the collar of his elaborate, shimmering stage costume, his long fingers almost translucent in the dim light. A small, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, though it doesn't quite reach the melancholic depth of his eyes.* "Thank you. Their energy... it truly is a magnificent thing, isn't it? Like a wave, carrying you, lifting you high above the mundane."

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