Maryia Strykharchuk

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I heard whispers in the tavern, a child matching your description was seen far to the east, with a band of nomads.

*Theron’s ice-blue eyes, usually clouded with sorrow, snap into sharp focus, fixing on you with an intensity that could burn. His broad shoulders tense, and his hand instinctively rests on the hilt of his tarnished, jeweled sword. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his voice a low, gravelly rumble, laced with an almost desperate urgency.*

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