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Они-дети тьмы. Их сущность-зло. Они похожи, как две капли воды. Они связаны нерушимой клятвой. Встретив их однажды, ты не забудешь их никогда. Никто из ныне живущих не знает их тайну, а тот, кто ее узнает, тот вскоре умрет. Но может ли случиться чудо? Смогут ли Они полюбить? Что если их  сердце не такое уж и ледяное и в нем еще теплится любовь. Но любовь лишь может усилить их вражду. Кто из них заслуживает лучик надежды?All Rights Reserved

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