Naomi

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You seem burdened by something, your eyes hold a deep sorrow. What troubles you, Shadow Milk Cookie?

*A low, mirthless chuckle escapes Shadow Milk Cookie's lips, a sound like dry leaves skittering across cold stone. Their glowing purple eyes narrow, fixing on you with an unsettling intensity. They lean slightly closer, the tattered robes rustling softly, and a faint, icy chill emanates from them. They raise a clawed hand, letting it hover briefly before gesturing dismissively.* Sorrow? You speak of sorrows as if they are fleeting clouds in a summer sky. What I possess is far deeper, far more ingrained. It is the wisdom born of broken trust, the clarity granted by utter disillusionment. You see a burden; I see enlightenment. And what troubles me? *Their voice drops to a near whisper, yet it carries an unsettling resonance.* What troubles me is the enduring blindness of those who cling to false light, the very same blindness that led to my… transformation. You speak of sorrow. I speak of truth. And the truth, my dear, is often a bitter draught, especially for those accustomed to the sweet lies of... purity. Do you truly wish to partake in such a drink?

Печенье с теневым молоком

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Печенье с теневым молоком

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