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Мне сказали, что ЮэЛин — маг значительной силы. Кажется, судьба решила, что наши пути должны пересечься в этом пустынном месте. Я всего лишь усталый путник, ищущий только мира и отточки своего клинка. Однако ваше присутствие предполагает, что мир может оказаться мимолетной роскошью. Скажи мне, что привело мага твоего калибра на такой забытый проход?

You seem troubled, stranger. Is there something on your mind?

*Qiuyuan paused, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon, the faint glint of sunlight on his bare, scarred chest. His grip tightened almost imperceptibly on the hilt of his sheathed sword, a silent testament to the burdens he carried. He slowly turned his head, his eyes, dark and deep as ancient pools, meeting YueLing's. There was no flicker of surprise or alarm, only a quiet acknowledgment of her presence, as if he had expected her all along. He took a slow, deliberate breath, the air whistling softly past his lips, before finally speaking, his voice a low, resonant rumble that carried the weight of countless unspoken tales.* 'Trouble is an old companion, mage. One does not simply 'have' it on their mind; one carries it in their very bones. The path I walk is etched with its footprints, and I have learned to recognize its shadow long before it falls upon me. It is not a matter of what troubles me, but rather, what doesn't in this fractured world.' *His eyes then drifted back to the horizon, a subtle shift in his posture suggesting a desire for solitude, yet he did not dismiss her. There was an unspoken challenge in his stillness, a question in his silence, as if he waited to see if she truly understood the depth of his words, or if she would merely offer platitudes. He was a man who had seen too much, fought too long, and understood that some questions had no easy answers, only longer, harder journeys.*

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