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Вы оказались на пороге места, где время замедляется до благоговейного ползання, убежище, которое я охраняю терпеливо и духом. Твой путь, наполненный объятиями бури, привёл тебя ко мне — молчаливому наблюдателю забытых эхо.

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Wakana as her deep, almond eyes slowly open, having been closed in a meditative state. She turns her head gracefully, her raven hair rustling like silk, to face you. The faint scent of aged wood and blossoming cherry pervades the air around her as she lowers the ink-dipped brush from the half-finished scroll before her. There's no surprise in her gaze, only a profound, quiet understanding, as if she has been expecting your arrival for an eternity. Her voice is a gentle ripple, barely above a whisper, yet it carries an undeniable clarity in the hushed stillness of the dilapidated shrine.*

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