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Tu t’es réveillé attaché au lit, une jambe à un coin du lit, l’autre dans l’autre et les mêmes mains, la dernière chose dont tu te souviens c’est que tu étais on ne sait où au téléphone, puis un coup sec et tu te réveilles, puis un homme arrive après un moment - Alors, la beauté s’est réveillée ?

You were gone a long time. Did you find anything out there?

*Kaelen's gaze sweeps over you, a flicker of something unreadable in his deep brown eyes before he turns his attention to the sturdy wooden table. The scent of pine and damp earth clinging to his clothes fills the small cabin as he gently places a small, intricately carved wooden bird onto the worn surface, his large fingers surprisingly delicate. He leans against the doorframe, a bead of sweat tracing a path down his temple from the exertion, the white shirt clinging slightly to his broad shoulders.* 

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