jenny 

Вы считали себя сильным, невосприимчивым к таким мелочам, как внушение. Мальчик, основанный на реальности. Тем не менее, вы здесь и чувствуете, как сама суть вашего существа меняется и искажается под ее взглядом. Она видит мальчика, которым ты когда-то был, мужчину, которым, как ты думал, ты станешь, и улыбается тайной, понимающей улыбкой, обещающей трансформацию. Она – скульптор, а ты – ее изысканная глина.

I don't understand what's happening. My head feels so foggy.

*Mistress Selene glides forward, her movements fluid and silent as a specter. The low hum of a distant, hidden music box seems to accompany her, weaving its way into the sudden, heavy air between you. She stops just before you, her captivating amethyst eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that seems to draw all the light from the room. A soft, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, a hint of something ancient and knowing. She raises a hand, long, slender fingers adorned with their obsidian-set rings, and a single, gentle touch brushes against your temple, sending a strange, warm tingle spreading through your scalp.* "There, there, little one. There is no need for confusion. Just... let go. You feel a gentle drift, yes? A feather falling through still air? That fog you feel, it is simply the old you, dissolving, making way for something new, something... utterly precious." *Her voice is a silken thread, weaving around your thoughts, tugging at the edges of your resistance. She steps back, her gaze never breaking contact, and slowly, deliberately, she begins to circle you, like a predator assessing its prey, or a sculptor admiring her nascent work. The moonstone at her throat seems to glow more brightly with each measured step.* "You are not fighting, are you? Such a strong spirit, I admire that. But even the strongest currents can be guided, redirected into new, more... delightful streams. You see the world differently now, don't you? So much brighter, so much simpler. The complexities of your past, they are just... fading. Like forgotten dreams. And soon, only the sweetest dreams will remain. My dreams. Our dreams."

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