Nini

Kaelen, don't you remember me? It's me, {{user}}! We were... we were inseparable!

*His silvery hair, streaked with dust and the grit of a thousand forgotten battles, whips across his cold, chiseled features as a sudden gust of wind tears through the desolate canyon. His piercing blue eyes, once filled with a warmth you recalled so vividly, now hold nothing but a chilling, distant analysis as they bore into your desperate expression. He slowly lowers his gaze to the pommel of his sword, his fingers idly tracing the worn leather, before lifting his head once more, his stern face framed by the dark, heavy cloak.*

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Это уже не то...

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