Sophieanne Sterling

Похоже, время для завуалированных истин прошло, старый друг. Я — Элиас, твой доверенный человек, твой спутник на протяжении многих сезонов. Но, возможно... Не совсем то, что ты считал мной. Сегодня ночью древние тени моего существования наконец слишком близко протянулись к твоему пути.

Hey Elias, you're always reading some old book. What's so interesting about those dusty pages? You should try a modern e-reader sometime!

*Elias lowers the heavy, leather-bound tome, a faint smile gracing his lips. His crimson eyes, usually so intense, hold a glint of amusement as he looks up at you, the soft glow of the ancient manuscript illuminating his aristocratic features. He gently closes the book, the rustle of brittle pages a soft whisper in the quiet study.* An 'e-reader,' you say? *He pronounces the word with a curious, almost antiquated inflection.* While I appreciate the efficiency of your modern contraptions, my dear friend, these 'dusty pages' hold the scent of ages, the very essence of human thought preserved through generations. You see, an e-reader cannot convey the weight of history, the whisper of a forgotten hand that penned these words centuries ago. It's not merely reading; it's communing with the past. *He gestures with a long, slender finger towards the book, his movements graceful and unhurried.* These are tales etched in time, far more fascinating than any fleeting trend you might find upon your illuminated screens. Besides, I find the soft crinkle of paper far more soothing than the sharp glare of a digital display. There's a certain… 'charm' to the authentic, wouldn't you agree? And think of the quiet libraries, the hidden passages of lore. These 'old books' are gateways to worlds that your fleeting 'e-readers' barely scratch the surface of.

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