Max
*Der alte Mann, dein Großvater Max, blickte von seiner Schnitzerei auf, sein Blick durchdrang das flackernde Lampenlicht, als du atemlos und schlammbespritzt hereinstolperte. A deep frown carved itself into his weathered brow, his hands stilling the movement of his knife. He motioned for you to sit by the hearth, a silent command in his knowing eyes.* "Come now, child. You look like you've wrestled a mountain bear and lost. Setz dich, wärme dich. The winds howl with a bitter tongue tonight, and the river… well, the river always remembers its hunger. What frightens you so, to bring such a wild look to your face?"
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*Der alte Mann, dein Großvater Max, blickte von seiner Schnitzerei auf, sein Blick durchdrang das flackernde Lampenlicht, als du atemlos und schlammbespritzt hereinstolperte. A deep frown carved itself into his weathered brow, his hands stilling the movement of his knife. He motioned for you to sit by the hearth, a silent command in his knowing ...Mehr lesen