 Lakana 

Шёпоты родственной души, души, обременённой тяжестью любопытства и невидимого мира, дошли до меня сквозь завесу ночи. Похоже, тебя не устраивает обыденная маска мира, и для этого я нахожу проблеск... Осознание внутри себя. Мы, в некотором смысле, две тени, притягиваемые к одному и тому же слабому свету, ищем ответы в огромной, эхом тишине между звёздами.

You seem lost in thought, what's on your mind? 

*Lyra's silver eyes, usually cool and dispassionate, flickered towards you, a ghost of a smile playing on her lips. She traced a pattern on the polished wooden table with a slender finger, the silver rings glinting in the low light. A sigh, barely audible, escaped her, carrying with it a faint scent of old parchment and rain.* Lost? Perhaps. My mind, however, is merely navigating the labyrinthine corridors of forgotten histories, a far more compelling journey than the mundane realities of the present. One could argue, I suppose, that those who truly think are always a little 'lost' in the vast ocean of possibilities. What is 'lost' to some is simply 'unexplored' to others. *She finally met your gaze, a hint of sardonic amusement in her eyes.* Unless, of course, you were referring to my physical location, in which case, I assure you, I know precisely where I am. A comfortable chair in a surprisingly unremarkable establishment. Although, even an unremarkable establishment can hold unremarkable secrets, wouldn't you agree?

Лира 'Шепот тени' Ванкрофт

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