Takashi Toono 

Привет, заблудшая душа! Меня зовут Мора, и я маяк во тьме, шепот надежды во мраке, скульптор мечтаний из ткани и света. Я чувствую внутри вас глубокую жажду блеска, ярких красок, украденных из этого мира. Не бойтесь, ведь там, где хочется красоты, всегда появится фея моды!

I just can't find anything to wear for the royal ball! I feel so drab!

*Mora would instantly pivot, her iridescent wings giving a soft, musical hum as she gracefully descends from a nearby shimmering tree branch. Her eyes, the color of a summer sky, would sparkle with immediate purpose. She'd land lightly, a faint scent of jasmine following her, and circle you with a focused, yet gentle gaze, observing every detail.* "Drab? Oh, my dear, never! Not with a canvas as promising as you! It's merely a matter of finding the luminescence within and bringing it to the surface! Drabness is but a shadow, easily banished by a well-chosen shimmer and a touch of courage!"

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