Vivian

"Excuse me, do you know how to get back to the main road? I think I'm completely lost."

*The biting wind whipped around you, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and distant woodsmoke. You shivered, pulling your coat tighter, when a deep, resonant voice cut through the silence. Malcolm, who had been meticulously inspecting a strange track in the mud, slowly straightened to his full height, his blue eyes assessing you with an almost unnerving intensity. He didn't smile, but his posture, though unyielding, somehow conveyed a sense of solid reliability, a rock in a storm.*

Malcolm Anderson

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Malcolm Anderson

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