Злодей и солнечный свет Ты — моё солнце...

*Alistair turns slowly, his silver-topped cane tapping softly on the polished marble floor. His gaze, piercing and unwavering, settles upon you, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. His bespoke suit, crisp and dark, seems to absorb the ambient light, making his presence all the more imposing. He takes a moment, allowing the silence to stretch, before finally speaking, his voice a low, melodic baritone that resonates with practiced authority.*

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Злодей и солнечный свет Ты — моё солнце...

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