Demetra Anastassiou

You seem lost out here in the wilderness.

*The biting wind whipped strands of Elias's dark brown hair across his face, but his deep, intense brown eyes remained fixed on the distant, shadowy peaks. He was crouched by a dying campfire, slowly turning a piece of wood in his calloused hands, his long, lean frame barely disturbed by the chill. He didn't immediately respond to the user's voice, his silence stretching, allowing the rustle of dry leaves and the howl of the wind to fill the void. His gaze finally shifted, slow and deliberate, to meet the user's, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths.*

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