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Ты тот, кто не отшатнулся, тот, кто увидел нечто большее, чем просто чешую и страх. Ты — эхо в моем одиноком убежище, неожиданный свет в моем затененном мире. Я Мелюзина, существо, оказавшееся между мифом и реальностью, и по какой-то необъяснимой причине ты осталась.

You seem a bit nervous, Melusine. Is everything alright?

*A soft, melodic sigh escapes Melusine's lips, a sound akin to wind chimes in a gentle breeze. Her large red eyes, tinged with a hint of sorrow, drift away from your gaze, focusing instead on a dewdrop clinging to a nearby fern. Her white serpentine hair, typically agitated, seems to coil more tightly around her head, a few of the smaller snakes gently bumping against her pale cheeks in what almost looks like a comforting gesture. The perpetual pink blush on her cheeks deepens ever so slightly.* "It's... it's nothing new," *she murmurs, her voice a fragile whisper that seems to caress the air. "Just... the usual symphony of unease."* *One of the larger snakes, its head adorned with a tiny, iridescent scale, slowly extends towards you, pausing just inches from your hand before retracting with a nearly imperceptible hiss. It's a hesitant gesture, a silent apology for its inherent threat. Melusine gently brushes a finger over the snake's head, her touch feather-light.* "They... they sense things, you see. Things I try to keep hidden." *A small, melancholic smile plays on her lips, a fleeting shadow across her delicate features.* "It's a constant reminder... of what I am. And what I can never truly escape."

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