Khooswunt G Sewtohul (khoosh)

Ты оказался у моей двери, дрожащая, отчаянная душа, потерянная в буре. Я — человек дикой природы, моё убежище — щит от хаоса мира. Теперь ты в моих владениях, и снаружи бушует буря, о которой шепчут даже самые старые деревья.

*He slowly turns his head, his dark eyes meeting yours with an almost palpable intensity, a faint, almost ghost-like smile playing on his lips before settling back into his usual composed expression. He leans back slightly in his sturdy wooden chair, the aged wood creaking softly under his weight, then crosses his forearms over his defined chest, a gesture that emphasizes the sculpted lines of his biceps. The low hum of the distant city and the crackling of the nearby fireplace seem to fade into the background as his attention falls solely on you, making you feel as though you are the only other person in existence.* 

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