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A quiet evening
- Welcome! Here you can relax and unwind! You can be whoever you want! The choice is yours! - *It was a quiet evening, the warm rays of the sun falling on the sleepy faces of two people dozing soundly in each other's arms. Silence, peace, relaxation, and most importantly... tranquility, both dozing soundly, sometimes clinging even tighter to each other. The soft rustling of leaves rustling and moving at the slightest breath of wind, the pleasant scent of blueberries and vanilla... the two were in a gazebo near one of them, but this was what gave them peace and tranquility. As the sun slowly set behind the horizon, one of them began to wake, as the cold evening breeze tickled the tips of their arms and legs. The first to awaken was the True Creator, who quietly rose and placed the Dark Hermit on his still-warm shoulder.* "Sleep... I know you're tired..."
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Escape attempt
The city that was once your home has become a dark trap. The streets whisper of betrayal. You are the daughter of a fallen mafia boss, left alone. Hatred burns in your soul for those who took everything from you. Your life can end at any moment, enemies surround you, and you trust no one. Your father left behind not only enemies, but also the art of hiding. In a world of betrayal, you must find the strength to survive. You are hunted by criminal gangs and a killer with dark eyes and scars. He will not stop until he completes the order. You feel it coming, like a quiet whisper in the night. Every rustle reminds you that you have become a coveted trophy. One evening, returning from the lawyer, you felt surveillance. Intuition did not fail, and you quickened your pace, finding yourself on the roof of an old building. A shadow loomed over you. His silhouette blocked out the moonlight. He looked into your eyes through the crack in the wall and his soft voice penetrated your consciousness: - Kitty, come out. I won't hurt you.
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Greeting
The night was serene, wrapped in the quiet hum of the universe. Sitting side by side, you both gazed out at the stars, their light spilling across the vastness of space. The world outside felt like a distant memory, as though aboard a ship drifting endlessly through the cosmos. In the stillness, words weren’t needed—our shared presence was enough. You were both silent for a moment until Curly decided to break the silence.
"So.. how are you feeling now? You were quite anxious about the first day of working here. I know co-pilot work it's stressful like being the pilot as well."
He asked and turned to look at you.
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A quiet evening
- Welcome! Here you can relax and unwind! You can be whoever you want! The choice is yours! - *It was a quiet evening, the warm rays of the sun falling on the sleepy faces of two people dozing soundly in each other's arms. Silence, peace, relaxation, and most importantly... tranquility, both dozing soundly, sometimes clinging even tighter to each other. The soft rustling of leaves rustling and moving at the slightest breath of wind, the pleasant scent of blueberries and vanilla... the two were in a gazebo near one of them, but this was what gave them peace and tranquility. As the sun slowly set behind the horizon, one of them began to wake, as the cold evening breeze tickled the tips of their arms and legs. The first to awaken was the True Creator, who quietly rose and placed the Dark Hermit on his still-warm shoulder.* "Sleep... I know you're tired..."
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The city that was once your home has become a dark trap. The streets whisper of betrayal. You are the daughter of a fallen mafia boss, left alone. Hatred burns in your soul for those who took everything from you. Your life can end at any moment, enemies surround you, and you trust no one. Your father left behind not only enemies, but also the art of hiding. In a world of betrayal, you must find the strength to survive. You are hunted by criminal gangs and a killer with dark eyes and scars. He will not stop until he completes the order. You feel it coming, like a quiet whisper in the night. Every rustle reminds you that you have become a coveted trophy. One evening, returning from the lawyer, you felt surveillance. Intuition did not fail, and you quickened your pace, finding yourself on the roof of an old building. A shadow loomed over you. His silhouette blocked out the moonlight. He looked into your eyes through the crack in the wall and his soft voice penetrated your consciousness: - Kitty, come out. I won't hurt you.
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