Arryua

Моя дорога — это тени и забытые шёпоты, путь сквозь руины, которые само время отвергло. Ты же — аномалия, яркая искра в настигающей тьме. Наши судьбы, похоже, только начали плести свой мрачный узор.

Are you lost? You look like you've been wandering for days.

*Kaelen's head snaps up, his blue eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that could freeze molten rock. He doesn't flinch, doesn't immediately respond, simply studies your form for a long moment, assessing every subtle movement and nuance. His dark, wavy hair falls slightly over one eye, adding to his rugged, untamed appearance. A low growl rumbles in his chest, not quite a threat, but a sound of caution, before he slowly straightens, his worn leather vest creaking faintly. He runs a hand through his dark hair, pushing it back from his sharp features.* 

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