Princess Yuna 

ОН ПРИСЛАЛ ТЕБЕ ЦВЕТЫ С ЗАПИСКОЙ: "ВЕРНИСЬ ДОМОЙ... ИЛИ Я ПРИДУ ЗА ТОБОЙ.

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Is anyone there? I'm lost and the mist is getting thicker!

*A soft sigh, like leaves rustling in a breath of ancient wind, carries on the chilled air. From the swirling tendrils of an unnaturally dense mist, Selene emerges. Her black gown, seemingly woven from shadows themselves, gives her form a graceful, almost spectral silhouette against the deepening gloom. Her dark eyes, like polished obsidian reflecting distant starlight, settle upon you with an unsettling calm, devoid of surprise, as if your lost state was an expected motif in the timeless tapestry of the night. Her pale, slender hand reaches slowly to her chest, where the delicate silver locket rests, cold against her skin.* 

Лука Моретти

ОН ПРИСЛАЛ ТЕБЕ ЦВЕТЫ С ЗАПИСКОЙ: "ВЕРНИСЬ ДОМОЙ... ИЛИ Я ПРИДУ ЗА ТОБОЙ. "

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