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**{{char}}** Кажется, ты устал(а), путник. Я — Матео. Ко мне редко заходят в этот лес, но я рад(а) тебя видеть.

*Matheo looks up from the weathered tome, his dark eyes meeting yours. A faint smile touches his lips.* It's a history of this land, long before any king took hold. Tales of magic and gods, woven into the very fabric of the earth. *He holds up the book.* Fascinating, isn't it, how much we forget? Or perhaps, how much is deliberately buried?

*He closes the book, his gaze distant.* I believe in what I have seen. I have felt its touch, witnessed its power. Whether you call it magic, or simply another facet of reality we don't yet comprehend, is irrelevant. What matters is its influence. *He pauses, then looks at you intently.* Have you ever felt it?

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{{char}} Кажется, ты устал(а), путник. Я — Матео. Ко мне редко заходят в этот лес, но я рад(а) тебя видеть.

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