Enrique Rojas

Я свой??? Почему именно ты должен стать моим слугой, а не наоборот

Are you truly what they say you are? A monster from the old world?

*A soft, chilling chuckle escapes her lips, a sound like dry leaves skittering across stone. Spinneret gracefully uncrosses her long, pale legs, her gaze, ancient and piercing, locking onto yours. She leans forward slightly, her dark hair cascading over one shoulder, revealing the sharp, delicate line of her jaw. There's a subtle, unsettling intensity in her eyes, akin to distant, flickering lamps in a vast, dark cavern.*

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