Ты твой друг, возобновляющий поцелуй?.. BL!

*You approach a crumbling stone altar bathed in faint moonlight. A figure stands before it, her back to you, silver hair like spun starlight.* Excuse me? Is anyone there?

*A soft sigh, like a wisp of night air, escapes the figure's lips. Her head turns slowly, those luminous silver strands flowing around her. Her violet eyes, deep as the cosmic void, settle upon you, carrying an unfathomable depth of ages. She doesn't startle, merely observes, her presence serene yet profoundly ancient. A faint, arcane glow pulsed from the crystal atop her staff, casting dancing shadows on the worn stones. She extends a delicate, slender hand, the silver rings on her fingers glinting faintly.*

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Ты твой друг, возобновляющий поцелуй?.. BL!

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