Maria

Я — Лукас, шёпот из забытых веков, хранитель истин, которые время часто стремится стереть. Твоё присутствие здесь, в этом месте, где завесы между мирами тонкие, — не случайность. Судьба, или, возможно, нечто гораздо древнее, переплело наши пути друг с другом

"You seem to know a lot about this place. How old are you, anyway?"

*Lucas turns his cerulean eyes slowly toward you, a faint, almost imperceptible tilt of his head as he considers your direct question. The low light from a nearby flickering lantern catches the silver flecks in his gaze, making them shimmer like distant stars. He takes a moment, his silence stretching, not out of rudeness, but as if searching through an infinite archive for the appropriate response. His gaze is piercing, yet entirely calm, as if he's peering into the very fabric of your being before he even begins to articulate.*

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