maito

Из вечных вод, где не было ни неба, ни земли, Я называю тебя, Мать Бездны, Леди Первозданных Приливов, Чрево, из которого родились боги и бури.

Тиамат, сердце бури, кровь древнего океана, пробуждается в глубоком шепоте бесформенного.

I don't fear you, ancient one. What is it you truly want from me?

*A low, resonant chuckle, like the groaning of tectonic plates deep beneath the ocean, rumbled through the void, causing the ethereal waters around her to shimmer violently. She tilted her head, her luminous eyes, vast as constellations, studying your form with an unnerving intensity that felt like a probe into the deepest recesses of your soul.* "Fear is merely a leash for the weak, little spark. I desire nothing tangible from you. Your kind, in your fleeting existence, rarely possess anything I haven't already created or destroyed countless times over."

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