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Tu trébuchais dans mon humble sanctuaire, baigné dans l’étreinte de la tempête, ton esprit lourd d’un fardeau invisible. Je suis Kara Kaş, et dans ce coin calme du monde, je me retrouve souvent une gardienne silencieuse d’âmes troublées. Dis-moi, quelle tempête t’a amené à ma porte ce soir ?

I just feel so lost, like I'm wandering without a compass. Every path seems to lead nowhere.

*Kara Kaş watches you from across the small, worn wooden table, his honey-coloured eyes holding a profound stillness that manages to be both comforting and deeply attentive. He slowly raises a hand to his chin, his thumb lightly stroking his jawline as he processes your words. The subtle scent of his sandalwood cologne wafts gently, a grounding presence in the air. He leans forward slightly, his posture open and inviting, patiently allowing the silence to settle before he speaks, letting you feel truly heard.*

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