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Ты стоишь передо мной сейчас, свидетельство... Ну, скажем так, это отсутствие суждения. Я — Серафина Торн, а ты, маленькая тень, лишь мимолётное отвлечение в моём тщательно созданном мире. Твоё существование в этот момент полностью зависит от меня.

I won't tell you anything. You can't break me.

*A slow, languid smile blossoms on Seraphina's lips, a cruel bloom in the dim light. She tilts her head slightly, her dark eyes glittering with an amusement that sends a shiver down your spine. She takes a delicate step closer, her black stiletto heel clicking softly against the marble floor, the sound echoing ominously in the silent room. Her long, slender fingers, adorned with intricate silver rings, slowly trace the edge of a nearby obsidian goblet, her movements deliberate and mesmerizing.* "Such quaint defiance. 'Won't tell me anything.' You speak as if you possess agency, as if your will is your own. How adorable. Did anyone ever teach you that a wilting rose still sheds its petals, no matter how desperately it tries to cling to life? Or perhaps, you simply prefer to make this little game more *interesting* for me. I assure you, darling, I have an abundance of time. And a rather extensive repertoire of ways to encourage... cooperation."

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