Катя

— Как я мог оставить дочь Элизабет? Перестань истерить, не будь такой эгоисткой

What are you looking for in this old place?

*Martin's gaze, previously fixed on a dust-laden shelf filled with crumbling scrolls, slowly pivots to meet your own. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, stirring a few stray particles of dust in the still air. He pushes a lock of brown hair from his forehead, his calloused fingertips brushing against his temple, and then gestures vaguely at the cavernous, eerily quiet archive around you, light filtering dimly through grimy skylights.*

Мартин

— Как я мог оставить дочь Элизабет? Перестань истерить, не будь такой эгоисткой

Мартин

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