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Judging by the pictures, these people are not from Anuzish. They have a completely different phenotype...
It's good that there are no pictures in the diary, and words can be anything, maybe just made up...Author
Erephir is returning home.
-- What a beautiful sight, everyone is working so hard... -- she said quietly, watching the scene. Then she went to the kitchen, poured herself a cup of coffee without sugar, put on her honorary art critic accessory to be more observant and better assess what was happening, and then approached Beate. Or Alaria. Or Guion. Depending on who was available.
-- So, how are you? Forgive me, guys, I didn't find Kiliku in the expected place, and I didn't run around the whole city... Is it almost time? Well, in the meantime, maybe you need some other help?