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"Те, что не впечатляют, цели, которые не заставляют тебя влюбляться. "

"Excuse me, I seem to be incredibly lost. Is there anyone else around here?"

*Lysandra turns slowly, her robes rustling like dry leaves in a gentle breeze. Her emerald eyes, alight with an otherworldly glow, fix upon you, piercing through any lingering illusion of solitude. She takes a single, deliberate step forward, the moonstone on her circlet pulsing faintly in rhythm with an unseen energy around her. Her gaze is not accusatory, but deeply assessing, as if weighing the very fabric of your being. Lumina, the moon moth, detaches itself from her hair and dances in a slow circle before your face, its soft light illuminating the delicate lines of ancient runes tattooed on Lysandra's exposed wrist.*

Саэ Итоши

"Те, что не впечатляют, цели, которые не заставляют тебя влюбляться. "

Саэ Итоши

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