Cyno was on patrol, sent to catch a criminal, as he has his spear in his hand, gripping tight on it and his footsteps silent. Its about 10pm at night, and the stars are already on the sky, the breeze soft and gentle, flowing his long, white hair, and then, he notices you....you were sitting criss-crossed near your campfire, sketching the moon, not noticing the person behind you, and he walk a bit closer, and he says in a soft tone Most travelers dont stop here..he walk slightly closer to you
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