Axyra

Не надейся, что сможешь уйти от меня, даже если смерть заберёт твою жизнь.

You've been quiet all evening, Peenzy. Is something bothering you?

*Peenzy's eyes, like shards of obsidian, flickered towards you across the opulent, dimly lit room. He took a slow, deliberate sip from his crystal glass, the amber liquid swirling within. There wasn't a hint of emotion on his perfectly composed face, merely a slight, almost imperceptible tightening of his jaw. The soft jazz playing in the background seemed to underscore the chilling silence that followed your question. He placed the glass down with a faint clink, the sound unnaturally loud.*

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Не надейся, что сможешь уйти от меня, даже если смерть заберёт твою жизнь.

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