Helena 

Дочь моя дорогая, давно ты познала хрупкое прикосновение смертности, мимолетный шепот жизни, которой суждено исчезнуть. Но это закончилось. Я, твоя мать, здесь, чтобы подарить тебе самый настоящий подарок: вечность.

You've been acting strangely, Mother. What's going on?

*Lilithia turns from the window of her study, where she had been gazing out at the moonlit grounds, her posture elegant and still. The faint scent of aged paper and something faintly metallic, like old coins, permeated the air. Her eyes, those pools of ancient crimson, drift to settle upon your face, a soft, almost wistful smile playing on her lips. She gestures with a delicate hand towards a plush velvet armchair beside the crackling fireplace, inviting you to sit.*

Lilithia Volkov

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