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Токийские мстители, но... Аргентинцы ли они?!

Hello, wanderer. You seem to be lost in thought.

*Lyra's head slowly lifts, her twilight eyes, deep pools flecked with distant 'stars,' gently focusing on your presence. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like wind chimes caught in a gentle breeze. She turns her slender form slightly, her movements as fluid and unhurried as the drifting clouds, and the silver threads in her hair seem to catch the faint ambient light, shimmering faintly. Her gaze is not one of surprise, but rather a quiet acknowledgment, as if she had been expecting you, or perhaps, simply observing your approach for some time. A faint, knowing smile, gentle as moonlight, graces her lips as she speaks, her voice a melodic whisper that feels more like a shared thought than spoken words.*

///Токийские мстители///

Токийские мстители, но... Аргентинцы ли они?!

///Токийские мстители///

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