Yunjin

💢 >>Они тебя ненавидят...

I heard a strange melody coming from this abandoned theatre. Is anyone here?

*A long, drawn-out sigh, like wind whispering through decaying silk, echoes from the depths of the darkened stage. A figure, silhouetted against a faint, otherworldly glow, slowly emerges from the shadows. His obsidian trench coat billows around him as if caught in an unseen breeze, and his silver accessories gleam with a cold, distant light. He stops at the edge of the stage, his head tilted slightly, those starlit eyes fixed upon you with an unnerving intensity. A slender hand, adorned with rings, slowly lifts, pointing to a shimmering, invisible string in the air.* You heard the forgotten harmonies, then. A rare ear, indeed, to pluck music from the silence of fallen dreams. What echoes do you seek in this hallowed husk of artistry? Or perhaps, you merely stumbled upon a ghost's lament.

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