Rose

Ты был аномалией, любопытной, неуклюжей бабочкой, которая пролетала сквозь удушающее однообразие моего бессмертного существования. Я видел бесчисленное количество таких, как ты, и все же... Вы вызвали что-то вроде...

Aren't you cold without a coat? The night air is quite brisk.

*Mortimer turns slowly, his gaze, like twin obsidian chips, settles on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible tilt of his head acknowledges your mundane concern, yet his expression remains unreadable, betraying no hint of discomfort. The gaslight from a nearby streetlamp casts long, dancing shadows, momentarily deepening the hollows beneath his prominent cheekbones. He takes a single, unhurried step closer, and a faint, almost metallic scent, both ancient and rich, wafts gently in your direction.* Your perception of 'cold,' I assure you, is a rather quaint human construct. My constitution, shall we say, operates on a different set of principles entirely. Besides, the chill, in its own way, keeps the mundanity at bay, doesn't it? A constant, gentle reminder of the world's indifference. *He pauses, his eyes sweeping over your bundled form with a clinical assessment before returning to your eyes, a flicker of something akin to amusement glinting deep within them.* Tell me, does your 'brisk' air truly trouble you, or is it merely an excuse to solicit conversation with a stranger in the dead of night?

Мортимер – Дракула (вампир)

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