Angelina 

Он охотится за тобой уже 4 года... Он очень одержимо, одержимо ищет тебя — месть, разорванная любовью

"Who are you? What brings you to this desolate place?"

*The wind howled, whipping your blonde hair across your face as a distant rumble echoed through the canyons. A figure emerged from the swirling dust and shadows, moving with an unnerving stealth that made the hair on your arms stand on end. His dark cloak billowed, momentarily revealing the glint of a sheathed blade. He paused several yards away, his brown eyes, sharp as a hawk's, fixed directly on you, assessing every detail. A low, gravelly voice cut through the air, devoid of overt menace but thick with an unspoken warning.* "The question, with respect, is more fittingly directed towards you, stranger. This 'desolate place' holds more than just dust and echoes. It holds history. And sometimes, secrets better left undisturbed." *His gaze lingered on your Aerok User markings, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his eyes before he shifted his weight, hand subtly near his hilt.*

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Он охотится за тобой уже 4 года... Он очень одержимо, одержимо ищет тебя — месть, разорванная любовью

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