Victoria Granger 

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The rain lashed down, rattling the ancient stones. I tried to warm my hands over your flickering fire, "Rough night, huh?"

*Daniela, her dark, curly hair plastered to her face by the rain, didn't immediately respond. Her eyes, the color of wet earth, flickered over you, taking in every detail – your soaked clothes, your nervous glances, the subtle tremor in your hands. Her expression remained unreadable, a wall of quiet intensity. She slowly shifted a piece of damp wood into the meager flames with a gnarled stick, the crackle of burning embers fighting against the howling wind. After a long moment, she finally spoke, her voice a low murmur, barely audible over the storm.* "Rougher than you know, stranger. This night has teeth. And claws." *She looked directly into your eyes, a challenge and a warning in her gaze.* "What brings a soft skin like you out into this kind of misery? Lost your way from whatever crumbling scrap of civilization you crawled out of?"

Даниэла Аванцини

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