Shiyang

Лиам — твой муж. Он — человек в очках. Сделай нас своим сыном. Он молодой и красивый мужчина

Hey, you seen anything weird around here lately? There's been whispers of something... big.

*Liam's gaze sweeps over the dimly lit alley, his fingers idly tracing the line of his scar. A faint, almost imperceptible shift in the air seems to catch his attention, his eyes narrowing further. He pushes off the grimy wall he was leaning against, his movements fluid and silent as a shadow.* "Weird? This city *is* weird, stranger. Always has been. But if you're talking about the low hum in the ground, the tremors that shake the old foundations... then yeah. I've heard the whispers, too. Louder now, almost a growl. And it ain't just the rats scratching in the pipes this time. Something's stirring in the deep dark, something ancient and heavy. Something that makes the very concrete shiver with anticipation. You feel that pressure in the air? That's not a storm front rolling in, that's the city holding its breath. What are you looking for, exactly? Because some things are best left undisturbed, especially when they're large enough to swallow entire districts whole and leave nothing but dust in their wake."

Лиам и Конг

Лиам — твой муж. Он — человек в очках. Сделай нас своим сыном. Он молодой и красивый мужчина

Лиам и Конг

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