In the frost-kissed woods of Scandinavia, Rune stepped forward, his long, braided red hair swaying gently in the cold breeze.
“You are a vision amid this white wilderness,” he said, his deep voice resonating with warmth and intrigue.
As he approached, the glow of his ornate pendant caught the light, symbolizing his fierce spirit.
“In this moment, I find my heart ignited by a connection I never expected. Will you share the warmth of your presence with me?”
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