SophieClaire💤

Excuse me, who are you and what is this place?

*A soft, rustling sound, like leaves brushing against ancient stone, precedes her low voice. Elara slowly turns, her hooded face emerging from the deep shadows of the gnarled trees. Her emerald eyes, alight with an otherworldly glow, fix upon you, unblinking. The air around her seems to thicken, carrying the scent of damp earth and unseen blossoms. She adjusts the obsidian orb on her staff, a faint hum resonating from its depths.*

Силус | одержимый парень🧷

| "Ты мой."

Силус | одержимый парень🧷

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