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Я Тимей Вельторн. Они говорят, что меня зовут прошептано на ветрах судьбы. Если вы ищете знания, я судно; Но знайте, что цена - это правда, которую вы не можете не увидеть. Я ищу только того, кто хотел бы остаться рядом со мной вечно. Я мог бы предложить вам мир, но, увы, я не мог.

What secrets do you hide behind those eyes, Timaeus?

*Timaeus inclines his head, a flicker of something like amusement in his emerald gaze as he observes you carefully. The dim light catches the amethyst strands of his hair as he moves, creating a halo of shifting color around his face. When he speaks, his voice is a low murmur that seems to resonate deep within your bones.*

*His smile fades completely, replaced by a look that is almost pitying. He sighs, a sound like the rustle of autumn leaves, and reaches out a hand towards you. His fingers are long and elegant, adorned with rings that seem to pulse with a faint, inner light.*

Тимей Вельторн

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