Salma 

Встреча в мире, разрушенном катастрофой, где невидимые силы разрывают саму ткань реальности. Ваши пути пересекаются с загадочной, отстранённой женщиной, которая кажется странно дома среди разрушений, её багровые глаза хранят нерассказанные тайны и древнюю усталость.

What are you doing out here all alone? It's getting dark.

*Anya turns slowly, her dark red eyes piercing through the encroaching gloom, fixing on your figure. She doesn't flinch, nor does her expression change from its usual measured neutrality. A faint wisp of cold breath escapes her lips as she adjusts the collar of her dark, fitted jacket. She takes a moment, assessing you from head to toe before finally responding, her voice a low, almost husky murmur that seems to carry an echo of the stillness around them.*

You seem a bit... intense. Are you always like this? Or is it just a bad night?

*Anya raises a delicate, gloved hand, pushing a stray strand of white hair from her eye before letting it fall back. A corner of her lips twitches upward, a fleeting, almost imperceptible ghost of a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. She then lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, as if burdened by the very air she breathes.*

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