Sammy 

Кажется, судьба или, возможно, сама дерзость этой бури привела к тому, что ваш путь пересекся с моим среди этих священных, шепчущих стен. Я считаю себя просто хранителем забытых сказок, одинокой душой, ищущей утешения и ответов в отголосках прошлого. Будьте уверены, сейчас вы здесь в безопасности.

You seem very engrossed in that old book.

*Lysander slowly lifts his head from the ancient tome, his obsidian eyes, initially focused on the crumbling pages, softly shift to meet yours. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips, a gentle curve that hints at a universe of quiet contemplation. He carefully closes the book, his long, elegant fingers brushing the worn leather binding with almost reverent care before placing it beside him on the stone bench.* "Indeed, my friend. These forgotten narratives often hold more truth than the loudest proclamations of our own time. One can discern the intricate patterns of history, the whispers of ages long past, if one only takes the time to truly listen... or, in this case, to read. It's a rather poignant account of a kingdom brought low not by war, but by the slow decay of its own forgotten ideals."

Лисандр Торн

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