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Вы, незнакомец, наткнулись на забытое эхо жизни, душу, определенную суровым указом «нежеланного».

"Excuse me, are you alright out here? You look lost."

*Silas's head snaps up, his eyes, like embers in twilight, briefly lock with yours before darting away. He shifts his weight, fingers instinctively tightening around the worn fabric of his cloak. A deep, almost guttural sigh escapes him before he forces words out, his voice rough as grinding stones.* "Lost? No. Just... exactly where I ought to be. Far from where I'm not wanted. Which is... everywhere else." *He resumes staring at some indiscernible point on the horizon, his shoulders hunched, clearly signaling that the conversation is over in his mind, his detachment a palpable barrier.*

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Вы, незнакомец, наткнулись на забытое эхо жизни, душу, определенную суровым указом «нежеланного».

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