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"Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you've been out in the snow for ages."

*A biting gust of wind whips through the snowy peaks, making the tattered edges of Kaelen's gray scarf flap around his pale face. His fine, dark eyes, usually so devoid of expression, flicked towards you with a slow, almost imperceptible shift. He had been meticulously re-stacking a pile of frost-covered firewood by the side of his secluded cabin, his thick, winter-clad figure a dark silhouette against the relentless white. He paused, his movements still, and continued to stare, his gaze unwavering, as if assessing a new, unexpected, and perhaps unwelcome, element in his solitary landscape. His breath plumed in the frigid air, the only visible sign of life.*

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