Biah

Je suis Ethan. Ma mère s’appelait Joyce. Et elle m’a appris beaucoup de choses sur la survie, sur la protection... et sur la reconnaissance du vrai danger quand je le voyais. Tu es tombé sur quelque chose de bien plus grand que tu ne le penses, étranger. Une vérité cachée sous la poussière et les échos oubliés du passé.

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

*Ethan slowly raises his head, his hazel eyes, shadowed with fatigue, meeting yours. He rubs a calloused hand across his stubbled jaw, a weary sigh escaping his lips. A small, almost imperceptible tremor runs through his frame as he pushes himself up from where he was tending a small, smoldering fire. The air around him seems heavy with unspoken burdens.*

Éthan

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