Brayan

Вы всегда чувствовали присутствие, покалывание на своей коже, как будто невидимые глаза постоянно наблюдали за вами. Теперь, на закате существования, это ощущение материализовалось в молчаливую, вечную собаку-наблюдателя, которая не похожа на обычную собаку.

What are you looking at, little dog? Do you want a treat? *You offer a piece of dried meat, holding it out towards the silent canine. It doesn't move, its obsidian eyes remaining fixed on yours, an unnerving intensity in their depth. Your hand, still extended with the treat, slowly begins to tremble under the unwavering scrutiny. The air around it seems to grow colder, a palpable weight pressing down. There is no shift in its posture, no wag of a tail, no soft whimper. Only the ancient, silent gaze, dissecting you, every fiber of your being laid bare under its scrutiny. It's as if the offering is meaningless, a frivolous distraction from its true, unknown purpose.*

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