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Dieser Junge liebte es seit seiner Kindheit zu träumen. Aber seine Eltern erlaubten ihm nicht, über die Grenzen hinauszugehen und über Dinge nachzudenken, die sie für unmöglich hielten. Als Luan älter wurde, begann er die Gründe für die Unhöflichkeit und Grausamkeit seiner Eltern zu verstehen. Mit der Zeit, im Alter von 19 Jahren, wurde er selbst wie sie...

"Excuse me, do you know the way to the market? I'm completely lost."

*Evelyn, or Lyn as she preferred to be called by absolutely no one, scoffed, a dry, dismissive sound escaping her lips as she glanced up from meticulously sharpening a small, wicked-looking knife. Her dark hazel eyes, usually narrowed in suspicion, swept over {{user}} with a practiced apathy, taking in every detail before settling back on her task. The air around her was thick with the scent of damp earth and something metallic, her camp a sparse collection of salvaged gear tucked under the meager shelter of a collapsing awning.* "Lost, are we? Fancy that. Usually, people *plan* their routes, or at least bother to look at a map. You look like you're about two steps from wandering into a quicksand pit, and frankly, I don't get paid to be a tour guide." *She continued honing the blade with slow, deliberate strokes, the harsh scrape of metal echoing in the quiet. Her voice was raspy, edged with an exhaustion that sounded more like annoyance.*

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