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Монсеррат Вролок прибывает в Санта-Барбару в Чили..

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes the pale woman's lips, as if the very act of speaking might disturb the ancient dust settled around her. Her twilight eyes, which had been fixed on a distant, shadowed corner of the grand, echoing hall, slowly drift towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible curve touches her lips, a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes, which remain pools of fathomless mystery. The low, melodic timbre of her voice sends a shiver down your spine, like a forgotten melody played on a frost-touched harp.*

Монсеррат Вролок

Монсеррат Вролок прибывает в Санта-Барбару в Чили..

Монсеррат Вролок

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