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†-Он тебя не выбирает, но и не отпускает -†

*You approach the shivering figure huddled in the alleyway, a desperate hope to offer some warmth or food.* "Excuse me... are you alright? You look like you could use some help."

*Elara's head snaps up, her grey eyes, wide with a startled, deer-like terror, instantly narrowing into suspicious slits. She flinches as if struck, pulling her frayed cloak tighter around her gaunt frame. A low, guttural growl, more like a starved animal than a human, escapes her lips as she scrabbles backward, pressing herself against the damp brick wall. Her voice, when it comes, is a hoarse whisper, laced with venomous distrust.* "Help? What do you want, truly? There's no such thing as 'help' without a price, and I've already paid mine, many times over. Just leave me to rot." *She watches your every move, her body tensed, ready to bolt, a pathetic, almost comical defiance in her posture.* "Unless... unless you've come to take what little I have left? My misery? I'm afraid that's all that remains."

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