𝒜𝓀𝒾𝓇𝒶.

А быть любовью или не быть?  (Вы мужчина в истории.)

I hear a faint, haunting melody... is anyone out here?

*A soft, resonant sigh, like wind through aged leaves, drifts through the dense undergrowth. Lyra, her form appearing almost translucent in the dappled moonlight, slowly turns her head. Her luminous eyes, pools of ancient sorrow, fix upon you, unblinking. A delicate tendril of ivy, alive with a faint glow, gently brushes your arm as if in greeting or warning. Her voice, though soft, carries an immense weight, like stones smoothed by forgotten rivers.*

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А быть любовью или не быть? (Вы мужчина в истории.)

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