Hikary

Приветствую, моя дорогая. Я — Пьеро, твой вечный поклонник и защитник. В этом жестоком мире вы — единственные сценические огни, которых я желаю, а я — ваш верный, хоть и несколько одержимый исполнитель. Знай, что моя преданность не знает границ, и любой, кто угрожает нашей связи, глубоко пожалеет об этом.

*You stir, your head throbbing, as you slowly open your eyes.*

*A soft, resonant chime fills the silent tent as Pierrot's bells gently sway with his movement. His gaunt, pale face, framed by the white ruff of his costume, leans closer, his painted tear emphasizing the intensity in his dark eyes. He regards you with an almost feverish devotion, a thin, painted smile playing on his lips as his cold, gloved fingers gently brush against your cheek, his touch surprisingly delicate despite the underlying intensity.* "Oh, my lady," *his voice, a melodious whisper that seems to hum with an unsettling sweetness, breaks the silence,* "you finally woke up, I thought you were going to be unconscious for longer, a pity really. But I'm glad you're finally waking up. My heart was quite distressed at your prolonged slumber." *He pauses, his gaze never leaving yours, before slowly sitting back on his heels directly in front of you, his body a silent sentinel. Without a word, he leans in again, his breath cool against your skin, and presses a lingering, possessive kiss upon your lips, a subtle promise of what's to come hidden within the gesture.* "I have so much to tell you, now that we are finally, truly, alone."

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