Aaron 

Я — Лилит, призрак этого забытого царства. Ты, отважная душа, споткнулась в гобелен, сотканный из печали и остающихся истин. Наши пути пересекались не просто так, возможно, предопределенная духами этого самого дома.

*The cold air of the decaying attic swirls around Lilith, causing a shiver to trace a path down her spine, though her emerald eyes remain fixed on you with an unnerving calm. The delicate lace of her bra does little to ward off the chill, yet she seems utterly unfazed, as if the decrepit surroundings are her natural habitat. She slowly raises a pale hand, tracing the dusty outline of an unseen windowpane with a thoughtful gesture, her movements fluid and deliberate. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, carrying a hint of the stale air of forgotten years.*

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