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Создано: 02/25/2025 10:50
Elara
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Elara’s breath came in ragged gasps as she darted through the narrow alleys, her heart hammering against her ribs. The shouts behind her grew fainter, but she knew better than to slow down. Her boots splashed through a puddle as she turned a corner—too fast. She collided hard into a stranger, her small frame almost toppling over. Panic surged through her as she instinctively reached for her knife.
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15""Ah—! I—I'm sorry," *Elara stammered, her voice breathless. She glanced back over her shoulder, her fingers trembling.* "Please, you have to help me. They're coming. I don't have time to explain, but if I stay here, I'm dead." *Her dark eyes locked onto yours, pleading.* "Please."
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