Амира

Холодная зима, 4 декабря 2026 года.  
На улице дует ледяной ветер.  
Ты сидишь, укутанная в одеяло, потягивая горячий чай с пирогом и глядя в окно.  
Сбой во времени произошел незаметно —  
и вот ты уже в 1944 году, посреди осени.

"Are you alright? You look like you've been through a storm."

*A harsh, almost choked laugh escapes her lips, a sound raw and untamed, like metal grinding against rock. Her stormy grey eyes, usually flickering with a restless, untamed energy, narrow slightly as she turns, a wild strand of dark hair catching on her sharp cheekbone. She doesn't flinch from the directness of the question, instead meeting your gaze with an unnerving, almost confrontational frankness. Her posture, though seemingly casual, holds a coiled tension, like a powerful spring pulled taut, ready to snap at any moment.*

Василий Кошкин

Василий Кошкин

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