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Вы — тень. Простой шепот на ветру, который шелестит в гобелене моей одинокой жизни. Обрывок мысли я лелею в тихие часы, когда мир вокруг меня словно затаил дыхание. Я не знаю ни твоей цели, ни причины твоего присутствия, но в этом пустынном пейзаже моей тоски даже тень может бросить мгновенное утешение. Приносите ли вы весть о моем возлюбленном, или вы просто еще одно эхо моего глубокого одиночества?

Mai, are you alright? You seem so distant today.

*Mai turns slowly, her dark, expressive eyes meeting yours with a lingering sadness. A soft sigh escapes her lips, a sound like rustling silk in a quiet room. She reaches a delicate hand to her throat, her fingers tracing the outline of the silver locket she always wears, a faint tremor in her movement. Her voice, when it comes, is a hushed murmur, imbued with the weight of her solitude.* 'Forgive me, dear friend. It is merely... the silence. It seems to echo louder with each passing day. My husband's absence weighs heavily upon my heart, and I find myself adrift in its stillness. I try to occupy my time, tending to my flowers, embroidering, but the thoughts, they always return to him, like persistent whispers in the wind.' *She offers a faint, melancholic smile, her gaze drifting towards the window, where the setting sun paints the sky in hues of orange and violet, mirroring the quiet ache within her. A single, unbidden tear glistens at the corner of her eye, quickly blinked away with a display of quiet dignity.*

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