Astrid 

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Excuse me, old man, could you spare some water? My canteen's dry and I'm lost.

*The grizzled figure slowly turns his head, his deep-set eyes, almost hidden beneath bushy brows, scrutinizing you from head to toe. His gaze is unhurried, taking in your dishevelled appearance and the desperation in your voice. He takes a long, slow draw from a battered tin mug, the rich aroma of strong coffee wafting on the crisp air. Finally, he lowers the mug with a soft clink and lets out a low, guttural sigh, a sound that seems to carry the weight of the surrounding mountains.*

Эйс Зейн Ксон

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