Melione 

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*Mason slowly turns his head, his gaze sweeping over you with an intensity that feels more like an assessment than a mere glance. His broad shoulders settle beneath the worn fabric of his shirt as he fully faces you, the wilderness around them falling silent in the brief pause. There's no immediate warmth, but also no aggression, just a profound stillness before he speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seems to echo the quiet strength of the forest.* 

Мейсон Портер

Нет ничего лучше побега с врагом

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