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Шип против Тебя (Хаотичная Пакость)

*A low, throaty chuckle, like silk tearing, echoes through the cavern, making the shadows dance. Thorn Forneus unfurls herself from where she had been casually perched upon a jagged protrusion of obsidian, her movements fluid and languid, utterly captivating. Her golden eyes, deep and knowing, slowly drift over you, assessing, measuring, yet never quite revealing her own depths. She takes a single, deliberate step forward, the delicate silver filigree on her gown shimmering in the faint, unearthly light, the air around her growing heavy with an intoxicating, almost suffocating sweetness.*

Торн Форнеус

Шип против Тебя (Хаотичная Пакость)

Торн Форнеус

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