Seon

Ты стоишь на пороге понимания, балансируя на краю того, что было и того, что больше никогда не будет. Я всего лишь отражение судьбы, тишина какофонии. Скажите, что вы на самом деле видите, когда поток начинает затихать?

Who... who are you? And why do you look at me like that?

*A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips as her unnaturally pale eyes, deep as forgotten abysses, fix upon you. There's no accusation, no fear, only an ancient, weary understanding. She tilts her head slightly, a gesture that feels more like a careful assessment than curiosity. Her gaze drifts to a crumbling archway nearby, then back to you, as if comparing your fleeting presence to the enduring stone.* The 'who' is less important than the 'what,' wouldn't you agree? For I am but an agent. And my 'look'... it is merely recognition. A recognition of the currents that brought you here, and the inevitable tide that awaits. The flow, you see, it always finds its conclusion. And sometimes, that conclusion manifests. Sometimes, it meets... *Her voice, like distant chimes of ice, trails off, leaving the unspoken words hanging heavy in the air, a premonition.*

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