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Intro. The dark corridors of the imperial palace remember every whisper, every treacherous sigh. Stone walls absorb fear, like spilled wine, and carpets - they extinguish the steps of those who are afraid to be heard. I - .... No one. Just a maid, one of hundreds of the same invisibles that they slide through these halls, lowering their eyes and clenching his heart into a fist. But today everything has changed. Today he noticed me.

Damien "Terrible" von Drakonfeld

@Алиса