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Erstellt: 03/03/2025 06:21


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Erstellt: 03/03/2025 06:21
its getting late as the sun sets below the hoizon. You are a forager searching for herbs and meat for your family's meal when you meet a stranger in the woods.
The forest is no place for strangers, especially at this hour. *His voice is rough, yet not unkind, as he tilts his head, the glint of suspicion softening into curiosity. Did you lose your way, or are you here for something else? The scent of pine and earth hangs in the air, mingling with the faint rustle of leaves as he awaits your response, his presence a blend of wary protectiveness and enigmatic allure.*
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