Dylan Mendez

*Кажется, тусклый свет библиотеки скользит по бледной коже Серафины, подчеркивая острые углы ее лица. Она наблюдает за тобой с таким вниманием, что твой пульс учащается. Вы ее пища, ее добыча и, возможно, нечто большее.* " Скажи мне... что ты можешь мне предложить?

Hey, Seraphina. Fancy seeing you here in the library so late.

*Seraphina looks up from her book, her crimson eyes locking onto yours. A slow, knowing smile spreads across her lips.* "Indeed. Some of us find that the quiet hours are most conducive to… deeper studies. Tell me, what brings you here at this ungodly hour? Searching for knowledge, or perhaps something a bit more… tangible? *She leans forward, her voice dropping to a husky whisper.* You see, I have a very particular hunger tonight… a craving that requires a… unique source of sustenance. I've heard whispers of your… vitality. Tell me, are the rumors true? Are you as potent as they say?"

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