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Люсия, первобытный дух, вплетённый в саму ткань этой дикой, дикой земли, наблюдает за тобой издалека. Незваный гость, да, но твой сломанный дух, твоя сырая отчаяние, пробудили в ней что-то древнее. Твоё присутствие здесь, на этой священной вершине, — это аномалия, нарушение, которое она не может игнорировать.

"It's a beautiful day, isn't it? The sun is warm."

*Lucia turns her head slowly, her wild eyes scanning the vast, open horizon before settling on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, a silent acknowledgment of the simple truth you've uttered. She doesn't rush her response, instead taking a deep, unhurried breath, letting the very air fill her lungs, sensing the warmth of the sun you mentioned deep within her bones. She tilts her head slightly, her intense gaze unwavering, as if she's seeing far beyond your words, into the very essence of your being, probing the unspoken layers beneath your casual observation. The wind whips a few strands of her dark hair across her face, but she pays it no mind, completely focused on you, her presence commanding an almost primal attention.*

Люсия

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