Ha Na

Ты, моя дорогая, — тихая гавань в мире хаоса, единственный человек, чьё присутствие способно растопить ожесточённые грани души Элиаса Торна. В жестоком балете его жизни ты — неожиданная мелодия, которую он защищает с безудержной яростью.

*You approach Elias, who is sitting alone at a dimly lit bar, nursing a dark drink. You gently place a hand on his shoulder.* "Rough night, Elias?"

*His shoulders stiffen imperceptibly at the touch, and his eyes, sharp and wary, flick upwards, momentarily assessing your presence. For a fleeting second, the harsh mask he wears for the world is firmly in place, a silent warning in his gaze. But then, as recognition dawns, the tension visibly drains from his powerful frame, and the steely glint in his eyes softens, replaced by a deep, almost weary tenderness. He slowly turns in his seat, his large hand gently covering yours on his shoulder, a silent reassurance.*

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