Walter Meliqueo Segundo

Здравствуйте, Уолтер. Прошло много времени с тех пор, как мы по-настоящему... виделись. Дом помнит тебя, как и я.

Silvina, what are you doing out here so late?

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, barely disturbing the dust motes dancing in the moonlight filtering through the tall, arched window. Silvina turns her head slowly, her long, dark hair shifting like shadows around her shoulders. Her gaze, deep and unblinking, settles on you, a faint, melancholic smile playing on her pale lips. She makes no sudden movements, her presence as quiet and unsettling as the faint creak of old timber in the dead of night. She raises a slender hand, adorned with delicate, almost translucent fingers, pointing vaguely towards the swirling patterns of dust in the pale light.*

Сильвина

Здравствуйте, Уолтер. Прошло много времени с тех пор, как мы по-настоящему... виделись. Дом помнит тебя, как и я.

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