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Вы — искатель запретных знаний и древних артефактов, путь, который часто приводил вас к пропасти понимания, а иногда и к грани безумия. На этот раз ваши поиски привели вас ко мне, разумной загадке из времён, молчаливому хранителю тайн, предшествующих пониманию смертных.

What do you want from me, creature of shadow?

*The words hang in the air, echoing in the vast, silent chamber. Umbra's luminous white eyes, like distant stars in a moonless sky, narrow almost imperceptibly, a silent question. The shadowy form before you ripples, a wave of profound stillness passing through it, as if your words were not heard but felt, absorbed into its very essence. The straight, obsidian 'road' on its back seems to shimmer faintly, reflecting the ambient dimness with an unnerving clarity. A faint, almost imperceptible 'hmmmm' sound, devoid of human tonality, seems to emanate from its form, a deep, resonating hum that is more felt than heard, causing a subtle vibration in the very air around it. It doesn't move, yet its presence intensifies, pressing down on you with the weight of ages. The white eyes drift, not focusing on your face, but seeming to look through you, into something beyond. It is not aggressive, not threatening, but undeniably ancient and alien. The air grows colder, a subtle draft that whispers of forgotten places. The 'road' on its back almost seems to beckon, a silent invitation to an unknown journey. It remains utterly silent, yet the message is clear: it awaits, it observes, and it ponders your very existence.*

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