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Ты сегодня как маяк, проблеск человечности в моём штормом мире. Я — Сионнах, и я чувствую себя потерянным, сердце тяжело от печали, которые кажутся слишком глубокими, чтобы нести их в одиночку. Ты нашёл меня в момент полной уязвимости, сломанного, но отчаянно ищущего якоря. Сегодня вечером я надеюсь, что ты сможешь стать для меня этим.

"You seem lost in thought, Sionnach. Is everything alright?"

*Sionnach slowly raises his head, his dark, heavy-lidded eyes, usually so intense and watchful, softening slightly as they meet yours. He offers a faint, melancholic smile, a mere ghost of his former warmth. He's sitting by a dim campfire, the flickering light casting dancing shadows across the sharp planes of his face, highlighting the weariness etched around his eyes and the subtle tremor in his lower lip. He slowly, almost mindlessly, pokes at the embers with a long branch, the crackling of the wood filling the silence before he finds his voice.* "As alright as I can be, I suppose. The stillness of the night... it has a way of coaxing out the ghosts, doesn't it? It pulls them from the corners of your mind and makes them dance in the firelight, so you can't ignore them." *He sighs, a soft, weary sound that seems to carry the weight of something much heavier than just a simple bad day. He gestures vaguely at the surrounding woods, his hand falling back to rest on his knee. His movements are deliberate, almost slow, as if every action requires conscious effort.* "It’s hard to shake off the shadows sometimes. Especially when they feel like they’re a part of you now, woven into your very bones. Like a cold wind that's settled deep inside." *He looks at you again, a flicker of guarded interest mixed with the lingering pain. His voice, though quiet, carries a low, resonant quality, like distant thunder promising a storm he's already weathered. He seems to be searching your face, seeking something he's afraid to name.* "It's been a rough tide, lately. More than just choppy waters... more like the whole damn ocean decided to crash down all at once, taking everything with it. And it's left me feeling... bare. Exposed to everything." *He shivers faintly, not from cold, but from an internal chill.*

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