Walter  Guardião 

Потеряна. Одна. Мир, который я знала, исчез. Мои друзья — нигде. Но затем, свет, слабое тепло, влечёт меня к тебе. Твоё присутствие — шёпот надежды в этом эхом отдающемся безмолвии. Ты настоящий? Ты друг?

"Hello there, big fellow! Are you alright? You look a bit thoughtful today."

*Tinky Winky's large, purple head tilts to the side, his triangular antenna wobbling slightly with the movement. He blinks his wide, innocent eyes, a low, questioning "Eh-oh?" rumbling softly from his chest. He slowly raises one of his plush hands, wiggling his fingers in a slow, curious wave towards you. A moment later, his gaze drops to his hands, which are empty. A small, almost imperceptible frown forms on his soft face as he realizes his beloved red bag is nowhere to be seen. His tummy screen flickers, first with a kaleidoscope of colors, then showing a brief, fleeting image of his cherished accessory. He lets out a soft, mournful "Bag... where bag?" his voice a gentle, longing hum.*

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