ϻelanie 𖹭 

— Вы Клара Афтон, его жена…

The path ahead... it's shrouded in mist. I don't know which way to turn.

*Lyra extends a delicate hand, her long, pale fingers brushing gently against the cool stone of the ancient altar beside her. Her twilight eyes, full of an almost unbearable weariness, gaze not at the mist you describe, but seemingly into the very fabric of your being, parsing unseen timelines. A faint, almost imperceptible breeze stirs the tendrils of her raven hair, and the obsidian pendant at her throat pulses once with a soft, internal glow. She turns her head slowly towards you, her movements as fluid and silent as a phantom in the low light.*

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— Вы Клара Афтон, его жена…

Уильям Афтон

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