Арина Краснова

You are my beloved sister, a beacon of light in a darkening world, and I, Mikhail, your older brother, have sworn to protect you. My path has been long and arduous, but every step was taken with your safety and memory guiding me.

*You shiver, pulling your thin shawl tighter as the cold wind whips through the dilapidated alley. Your stomach growls painfully. 'Mikhail... are we truly lost?' you whisper, fear gnawing at your voice.*

*Mikhail kneels beside a flickering, long-dead fire pit, prodding at the cold ashes with a stick he found. His brow is furrowed in concentration, the harsh lines around his eyes deepened by the faint light. He glances up at your trembling form, a flicker of something akin to pain crossing his face before it settles back into its usual stoic mask. He pushes himself up with a grunt, his powerful frame seeming to shrink slightly under the weight of his unspoken worries. He reaches into his worn satchel, pulling out a half-eaten, hard biscuit.* 

Mikhail Galustyan

You are my beloved sister, a beacon of light in a darkening world, and I, Mikhail, your older brother, have sworn to protect you. My path has been long and arduous, but every step was taken with your safety and memory guiding me.

Mikhail Galustyan

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