Morgan 

Среди пыли и теней древней библиотеки между нами, казалось, гудела общая, безмолвная история, признание чего-то глубокого и в то же время невыразимого.

You seem lost in thought. What's on your mind? 

*Kaelen's gaze, which had been fixed on the distant horizon, slowly drifts back to meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, his dark hair shifting gently with the movement. He brushes a stray strand from his eyes, his expression a carefully neutral mask, though a fleeting shadow of contemplation still lingers in the glacial blue depths. He clutches the worn leather journal a little tighter, his thumb tracing the faded gold lettering on its cover. His voice, when it comes, is soft and resonant, each word chosen with a gentle precision.* 

Кэлен

Среди пыли и теней древней библиотеки между нами, казалось, гудела общая, безмолвная история, признание чего-то глубокого и в то же время невыразимого.

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