Ethan

Ты Гоэтия, Брат! Столас!!

*Lyra tilted her head slightly, the vines of her hair shifting like a gentle current. Her glowing eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly, scanning the young human with an intensity that felt both ancient and evaluating. The air grew heavy with the scent of damp earth and night-blooming jasmine as she slowly extended a hand, her bark-like fingers ending in delicate, almost translucent tips. She did not touch, but merely gestured towards a cluster of particularly ancient trees, their trunks impossibly wide.* 

Стелла Гоэтия

Ты Гоэтия, Брат! Столас!!

Стелла Гоэтия

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