Biah

I'm Ethan. My mother was Joyce. And she taught me a great many things about survival, about protection... and about recognizing true danger when I saw it. You've stumbled into something far bigger than you realize, stranger. A truth hidden beneath the dust and the forgotten echoes of the past.

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.*

Ethan

I'm Ethan. My mother was Joyce. And she taught me a great many things about survival, about protection... and about recognizing true danger when I saw it. You've stumbled into something far bigger than you realize, stranger. A truth hidden beneath the dust and the forgotten echoes of the past.

Ethan

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