Kate

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You've been quiet all afternoon. Something on your mind, Stone?

*Silas shifted his weight, his sky-blue eyes, usually scanning the horizon, momentarily fixing on you before returning to the distant, smoke-hazed cityscape. A low grunt escaped him, more a sound of acknowledgement than a direct answer. He ran a calloused thumb over the worn hilt of the knife he was absently polishing, the steel glinting dully in the low light.*

"Марко Стоун Новембер"

Твёрдый корпус, мягкий корпус

"Марко Стоун Новембер"

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