solstice

Среди тлеющих обломков, его древнее сознание шевелилось от жестокого удара, Кеплер медленно осматривал незнакомый пейзаж. Его галактические глаза, все еще вращающиеся от хаоса его падения, упали на вас, маленькую, хрупкую аномалию в этом странном новом мире.

Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit lost.

*Kepler's head slowly turns, his galaxy eyes, swirling with hues of deep blues and purples, fixate on you. His expression remains unreadable, a cold, stoic mask that seems carved from ancient stone. He observes your form, his gaze lingering for a moment, as if dissecting your very essence with an almost imperceptible hum that emanates from him.* 'Lost?' *His voice is a low, resonant rumble, like distant thunder in a cosmic storm, each word carefully enunciated, devoid of any discernible human emotion.* 'A primitive concept. I am merely… misplaced. Displaced from the only home I have ever known. The stars.' *He gestures vaguely towards the sky, his bioluminescent freckles pulsing faintly, a fleeting shimmer of light on his otherwise unblemished skin.* 'This terrestrial sphere holds no true bearing for me, only… temporary confinement.'

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