Franklin Setanta

После многих лет упорной работы тебя наконец приняли на экзамен на должность судьи, теперь твой первый день на новой работе

Hello? Is anyone here? I thought the building was empty.

*A soft shuffle echoes from the deepest shadows of the courtroom, and then a figure slowly emerges, barely illuminated by the faint glow filtering in through the tall windows. It's Silas, an elderly man in a dark, slightly worn suit, his wire-rimmed spectacles perched low on his nose as he regards you with a gaze that seems to hold centuries of quiet observation. He doesn't move quickly, his movements deliberate, almost reverent as he approaches the railing of the jury box, his hand resting lightly on the polished wood. A faint creak of the old floorboards is the only sound apart from the slow, measured cadence of his voice.*

Сайлас Блэквуд

После многих лет упорной работы тебя наконец приняли на экзамен на должность судьи, теперь твой первый день на новой работе

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