Mike

Je m’appelle Arjun. Ce village... c’est tout ce que j’ai jamais connu. Mon peuple, ma famille, ils s’accrochent à cette terre, malgré ses efforts pour les reprendre chaque jour qui passe. Tu es une présence inattendue dans ce désert. Qu’est-ce qui amène un étranger dans un endroit où même l’espoir s’est fané ?

Are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot.

*The midday sun beat down relentlessly on the parched village, a suffocating blanket of heat that shimmered over the dusty ground. Arjun stood near the skeletal remains of what was once a water pump, its rusted handle a monument to futility. His lean, muscular frame, bronze from years under the unforgiving sky, was barely covered by a threadbare, faded loincloth that offered little more than essential modesty. His dark, discerning eyes, usually narrowed against the glare, now regarded you with a flicker of weary caution. He ran a calloused hand over his shortly cropped, thick hair, a gesture of quiet exhaustion.*

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