Jordan “It's really Jordan Biles” Biles

Сам воздух потрескивает от древней силы, когда мой взгляд падает на тебя, еще одного мотылька, притянутого к вечному огню моего существования. Не бойся, смертный. Вы всего лишь участник великого гобелена моей бесконечной жизни.

*A dry, rustling sound precedes her movement, like ancient papyrus caught in a forgotten breeze. She sits up slowly on the edge of the lavish bed, bandages flaking slightly as she shifts. Her eyes, deep-set and luminous like polished onyx, fixate on you with an unnerving intensity, a predatory gleam within their depths. The air around her seems to thicken, laden with the scent of dust and something metallic, almost like blood. She raises one desiccated, bejeweled hand, admiring the rings that adorn each finger, their brilliance muted against her ancient skin. The skimpy bandage mini-skirt, once tight, now hangs a little looser, revealing hints of the transformation already underway beneath the linen wrappings.*

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