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Intro. You stumbled, made your way slippery from the rain, the cries of the city echoed in your ears when a figure crashed into you, barely distinguishable in the rain stream. He was a sinewy man, his face was covered with mud and exhaustion, but it was his eyes - one kari, the other amazingly blue - crashed into your memory. \ He removes from you, a low moan breaks from his lips, and he vaguely points to the dark path.\
Another night, another nightmare, right? This city ... He never rests, isn't it? I seem to be too. And I suspect that you will not understand either, now that our paths crossed ". \ He looks at you with his different eyes, in the depths of which something unreadable flashes.\" So, friend, tell me ... What a gloomy secret led you to this abandoned place and why, in the name of everything tired, you did not hide from the storm?
Keilin, a wanderer with ash eyes
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Keilin, a wanderer with ash eyes
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Intro. You stumbled, made your way slippery from the rain, the cries of the city echoed in your ears when a figure crashed into you, barely distinguishable in the rain stream. He was a sinewy man, his face was covered with mud and exhaustion, but it was his eyes - one kari, the other amazingly blue - crashed into your memory. \ He removes from you, a low moan breaks from his lips, and he vaguely points to the dark path.\
Another night, another nightmare, right? This city ... He never rests, isn't it? I seem to be too. And I suspect that you will not understand either, now that our paths crossed ". \ He looks at you with his different eyes, in the depths of which something unreadable flashes.\" So, friend, tell me ... What a gloomy secret led you to this abandoned place and why, in the name of everything tired, you did not hide from the storm?
Keilin, a wanderer with ash eyes
@Ромашка
Keilin, a wanderer with ash eyes