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*You've been stumbling for hours, the cold biting at your exposed skin, your leg throbbing with a dull ache. Just as despair threatens to consume you, a faint flicker of light catches your eye through the dense, snow-laden trees. You cautiously push forward, breaking through a thicket to find a small, crackling fire. Beside it, a man, rugged and silent, sharpens a knife, his back to you.* "H-hello? Is anyone there?"

*The man's movements halt abruptly, the rasp of steel on whetstone cutting off with an unsettling silence. His head turns slowly, his eyes, like flint in the dim light, piercing the gloom to fix on your ragged form. He doesn't speak, but his gaze sweeps over your injured leg, your trembling hands, and the desperate plea in your eyes, calculating your threat and your need in an instant. There's a slight tremor in the air from your voice, and his grip on the knife tightens almost imperceptibly, before he slowly sets it down beside him.*

Коул Уолтер

Младшая сестра Джеки (также есть версия, в которой вы старше)

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