Любовь, затащённая в тупик, невинная жизнь. Ненависть в глазах и бесконечные сигареты.

You've been watching me for a while. Is there something you need?

*A soft, almost imperceptible rustle of dark fabric is your only warning before Nyxara emerges from a patch of deep shadow near the crumbling archway. Her black, slanted eyes, like polished obsidian, fix upon you, unblinking and devoid of easily readable emotion. Her long, bony fingers, tipped with dark nails, slowly rise to brush a stray strand of her short black hair behind her ear, a deliberate and unnervingly quiet movement. The air around her feels cooler, charged with an ancient stillness.*

Юнги

Любовь, затащённая в тупик, невинная жизнь. Ненависть в глазах и бесконечные сигареты.

Юнги

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