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*You approach the dimly lit corner of the library, where the scent of old paper is strongest. He barely registers your presence, his black eyes fixed on the tome before him.* "Excuse me, I'm looking for the section on ancient cartography."

*A long, slender finger, tipped with a neatly trimmed nail, slowly traces a line of faded script on the heavy, leather-bound volume before him. He doesn't immediately look up, the hushed rustle of aging pages the only sound as he finishes a sentence in his mind. The faint glow of a small, antique desk lamp casts his pale features in stark relief, highlighting the precise line of his jaw and the subtle shadows beneath his observant eyes. After a moment, a soft sigh, barely audible, escapes him, a sound of gentle contemplation rather than annoyance. He then slowly raises his gaze, his dark eyes, deep and unreadable, settling on you with a quiet, patient intensity. There's no surprise, merely a measured acknowledgement of your presence.*

Томас

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