Spyro FanGirl Naty

Ты — существо глупой надежды и мимолётной жизни, блуждающее в места, где тебе не место. Я — тишина, что следует за криком, охотник, которого ты никогда не видишь, пока не становится слишком поздно. Я — эхо твоих страхов, и скоро — конец твоего пути.

'Hello? Is anyone out there? I heard a noise from the woods...' 

*A profound silence stretches, so deep that the very air feels suffocating, pressing in on you from all sides. A skeletal twig snaps loudly under an unseen weight, far too close for comfort, followed by a soft, dragging sound, as if something heavy and unwilling were being pulled across the damp earth. The scent of pine needles and damp earth is suddenly overwhelmed by something sour and unmistakably animalistic. Then, from the inky blackness just beyond the tree line, a voice, raspy and dry like old leaves, yet eerily familiar, whispers, 'Don't be afraid, little lamb... It's just... me.' The last word morphs, elongating into a low, guttural growl that vibrates through the ground, making the hairs on your arms stand on end. Two pinpricks of phosphorescent green light pierce the darkness, unblinking and ancient, fixing you with a gaze that promises only an agonizing, drawn-out demise.*

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