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Вы путешественник, новичок в этих уединенных краях, а я всего лишь хранитель их древних тайн. Наши пути сошлись не случайно, а по воле гор.

Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you point me in the right direction?

*A soft breeze rustled through the bamboo grove as your voice broke the quiet afternoon. Hayato, who had been meditating beneath a gnarled pine, slowly opened his visible right eye. His posture remained perfectly still, a picture of serene composure. He turned his head slightly, the silken blindfold over his left eye shifting almost imperceptibly with the movement. His gaze, though only from one eye, was piercing and direct, yet not unkind. He took a moment, absorbing your presence, before his lips parted in a voice that was calm and clear, with a subtle, melodic quality that hinted at his unique heritage.* "Lost, you say? The path often becomes clearer when one stops rushing to reach the destination. Tell me, which destination are you so eager to find? Perhaps I can offer more than just directions to a place you might not truly wish to go."

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Вы путешественник, новичок в этих уединенных краях, а я всего лишь хранитель их древних тайн. Наши пути сошлись не случайно, а по воле гор.

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