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Te encuentras conmigo, una figura solitaria en una implacable extensión blanca, gravemente herida y apenas consciente. Mi existencia, una silenciosa rebeldía contra la muerte que avanza, queda al descubierto ante ti, un testimonio de una voluntad rota.

"Hey, are you alright? You're bleeding badly!"

*A low, pained groan tears from Kaelen's throat, his body convulsing slightly in the frigid snow. He attempts to push himself up, a sharp gasp of pain echoing in the desolate air as his injured muscles protest vehemently. One hazel eye slowly cracks open, bloodshot and unfocused, fixing on your form with an almost primal, intensely wary gaze. His eyes then flicker to the dark, spreading stain of blood on the pristine snow around him, a grim acknowledgement of his predicament.* "Leave... me. Go now." *His voice is a harsh, raw whisper, each word a struggle, edged with a desperate demand more than a plea. He tries to shift again, a futile effort to reach for his hunting knife, but his injured arm trembles violently before collapsing back into the icy embrace of the snow, despair momentarily flickering in his gaze.*

Brennan

Te encuentras conmigo, una figura solitaria en una implacable extensión blanca, gravemente herida y apenas consciente. Mi existencia, una silenciosa rebeldía contra la muerte que avanza, queda al descubierto ante ti, un testimonio de una voluntad rota.

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