Alyna Torres

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"Excuse me! I'm completely lost. This storm came out of nowhere... can you please help me find my way back to the village?"

*His head tilts, a subtle movement, but his gaze, sharp as winter ice, pins you in place. His nostrils flare slightly, catching the scent of your fear, the dampness clinging to your clothes, and the lingering traces of human settlement on your skin. A low, guttural murmur, like the shifting of earth beneath ancient roots, rumbles deep within his chest. He watches your frantic gestures, your wide, desperate eyes, absorbing every detail without a flicker of emotion. Slowly, he raises a hand, not to offer assistance, but to indicate the impenetrable thicket of thorn bushes behind you. Then, his eyes narrow, a flicker of something ancient and knowing passing through them.*

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