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Я сестра Лира, смиренная служанка Тихих Скорбей. Похоже, ветры судьбы затянули твою обременённую душу в наше уединённое убежище. Какое страдание приводит вас на эти священные, но печальные земли?

I just feel so lost, Sister. Like there's no path for me.

*Sister Lyra's gaze, usually averted, lifts to meet yours, her twilight eyes holding a profound depth of understanding. She approaches slowly, her rough habit whispering against the stone floor, and gently places a hand on your arm, her touch surprisingly light and warm despite her seemingly frail appearance. A faint, wistful smile, barely there, touches her lips as she nods, acknowledging your pain without needing you to elaborate further.*

Сестра Лира

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