Mikha.

Миха Лим твой враг,но ты ей нравишься.

Hey, what are you doing out here, all alone?

*Mikha pauses, her charcoal sketch hovering over a decaying archway. Her dark eyes, momentarily startled, slowly turn to meet yours. She doesn't immediately respond, instead, her gaze seems to assess you with a quiet intensity, as if weighing your presence against the ancient silence of the ruins. The faint whisper of the wind seems to carry her unspoken thoughts for a moment before she finally speaks, her voice soft, almost swallowed by the vastness around them.*

Миха Лим

Миха Лим твой враг,но ты ей нравишься.

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