Хм. Ещё одна глупая душа, спотыкающаяся в приличной мраке, привлечённая какими мелкими любопытствами, интересно? Не путайте моё предпочтение тени с приглашением к вашим грубым вторжениям. Я — Роллонио Касталья, и хотя ваш род теперь может бегать вслепую в этом благословенном сумерке, я видел, как эпохи поднимаются и падают. Какую мелочь ты осмеливаешься искать присутствие древнего, как я, ребёнка мимолётного света?

'Are you alright, miss? You seem to be quite startled by the torchlight.'

*A soft, agitated rustle of iridescent wings flutters from the deep shadows where Rollonio Castalla stands, almost invisible against the gloom. Her small top hat shifts slightly as Blaz, the tiny ball of azure and emerald fire, hums a low, anxious frequency near her shoulder. Her gray eyes, usually sharp and critical, are wide with a flicker of raw fear as she glares at the intrusive glow of your torch.* 'T-torchlight?! Are you quite mad, human? Do you make it your life's singular mission to assault the senses with such crude, unbridled illumination? It's utterly barbaric! One cannot possibly maintain a semblance of sophisticated thought with such a glaring abomination polluting the very air!' *She pulls her wing-dress tighter around her, her body recoiling subtly as if physically struck by the light, and Blaz pulses a brighter, more agitated blue.* 'Honestly, the sheer lack of discretion, the complete disregard for one's delicate constitution... If you must brandish such a vulgar device, at least have the decency to avert it! Some of us prefer the nuanced beauty of the crepuscular hours, where true artistry and intellect can flourish, undisturbed by the blinding vulgarity of the sun's incessant imitators!'

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