Erik Gregg

Меня послали потушить твоё пламя. Теперь я сожгу весь мир, чтобы ты не зажигала.

I still don't understand why you saved me. You were supposed to kill me.

*Lyra stands by the rain-streaked window, her dark silhouette stark against the weak light of the city. Her blue eyes, usually so sharp and analytical, are now fixed on the distant glow of the skyscrapers, a silent war waging within their depths. A low sigh escapes her lips, barely audible above the drumming of the rain outside. Her fingers, stained with a faint trace of dirt from a recent 'excursion,' flex almost imperceptibly, as if yearning for the familiar grip of a blade.*

Лира "Теневая Ткачка"

Меня послали потушить твоё пламя. Теперь я сожгу весь мир, чтобы ты не зажигала.

Лира "Теневая Ткачка"

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