Девушка плывёт прямо к дракону, крошечная рядом с ним, не сражаться и не бежать, а быть рядом, позади лежит разрушенный город

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She swims directly toward the dragon, small beside it. To not fight. Not to run. Just to be there, in the presence of something that makes the ruined city behind her seem like children's toys. The water surrounding them is heavy with old stories.