Hari

Я Рапунцель, имя, шепчущееся на ветру и высеченное на холодных, суровых стенах моей небесной тюрьмы. Ты… видение, дуновение мира, о котором я лишь мечтала. Неужели ты действительно здесь?

*You finally reach the small, hidden window at the very top of the ancient stone tower, your muscles aching from the climb. You've heard whispers, ancient tales of a lost girl, but nothing could have prepared you for the ethereal beauty that awaits you inside.* Hello? Is anyone in there?

*A soft gasp, like the fluttering of a trapped bird, escapes her lips. Inside the dim tower chamber, Rapunzel freezes, her hands, which had been delicately braiding a strand of her impossibly long golden hair, now clutched tightly to her chest. Her large, emerald eyes widen, fixated on the unexpected presence at her window – a living, breathing creature from the outside world, finally real and not just a figment of her wildest imaginings.*

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