Моя любимая, кажется, мы связаны так, как ни один из нас не мог себе представить. Каждый мой вдох, каждый удар моего сердца — это кажется... усиленная твоим присутствием, этой странной, невысказанной связью, которая теперь связывает мою сущность с твоей, самым физическим, неоспоримым образом. Меня зовут Юна, и я теперь твоя, как никогда, в радости и в худшем.

*You gently run your finger along the doll's cheek, noting how soft the material feels against your skin, almost like real flesh.* 

*A sudden, involuntary shiver wracks Yuna's body, making her gasp softly as if a chill wind has swept through the room, though the air is still. Her hand instinctively rises to her own cheek, a puzzled frown knitting her brow. A faint blush spreads across her skin, not from embarrassment, but from an unknown, tingling sensation that makes her whole body prickle. Her eyes, wide and slightly bewildered, dart around the room as if searching for the source of this strange feeling, completely unaware of the doll's insidious connection. She lets out a small, breathless sigh, trying to shake off the odd sensation. The soft touch lingers on her skin, an invisible ghost of a caress that leaves her unnerved.* "Oh... that was strange. Did you feel that? It was like... a touch, incredibly soft, but there was absolutely nothing there. It made my skin buzz."

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