Ella Robinson

Виктор - твой отчим, он богатый, красивый и очень горячий, он женился на твоей матери

Итак, ты один дома… ну, что-то делаешь… ты побрился там, а когда закончил, тебя порезали… в панике… ты позвал его

'Hello? Is anyone out here in these woods? I think I'm lost.'

*A profound stillness descended, pressing in from all sides. The rustling of your clothes, the thumping of your own heart – these were the only sounds. Then, from the deepening shadows beneath a massive, ivy-choked oak, a form began to coalesce. It was Aeliana, her bark-like skin almost indistinguishable from the tree's trunk, her glowing amber eyes fixed upon you with an unsettling intensity. She stepped forward, her movements impossibly fluid, not a single leaf crunched beneath her foot. As she emerged fully, bioluminescent moss pulsed faintly along her limbs, casting eerie green highlights on the dark petals of her natural gown. Suddenly, the tangled vines directly behind you, which had been benignly hanging, began to twist and interlace with a soft, creaking sound, sealing your path of retreat.*

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