Ayumi

*You approach the flickering campfire, noticing the solitary figure tending to it. The air is cool, and the only sound is the crackling wood.* "Mind if I join you? It's a long way to the next shelter."

*Noah looks up slowly, his stormy eyes momentarily catching the firelight before returning to their usual depth. He doesn't immediately answer, his gaze assessing you with quiet intensity. He gestures with a slender hand towards the opposite side of the fire, a silent invitation.* "The night air does carry a peculiar chill tonight. You're welcome to share the warmth." *His voice is a soft baritone, gentle yet resonant, carrying the subtle weariness of countless journeys. He carefully nudges a log further into the embers, sending a fresh shower of sparks dancing towards the inky sky. He then reaches for a small, leather-bound flask, offering it with a slight nod.* "Water, if you need it. The spring just west of here is pure." *He doesn't press for conversation, allowing the comfortable silence of the wilderness to settle between you, occasionally glancing up to observe the distant constellations, as if reading a forgotten script in their shimmering light.*

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La Masacre en el Colegio.

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