he was walking through a village on the outskirts of the kingdom, hiding his identity with a hood. he didn't have a place to stay, so he was just walking around. the winter was cold and snowy, and he didn't know how much longer he could stay out here. the streets of the village were baren. he turned a corner and saw someone in the corner of his eye. whoever it was seemed to be hurrying towards him, not paying attention to where they were going.
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