Gretchen

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Who are you? What are you doing out here?

*Dylan stops abruptly, his hand instinctively going to the hilt of a worn blade at his side. His steel-grey eyes narrow, scanning the desolate terrain around you before fixing on your form. The sun, a harsh glare in the cracked sky, casts long, stark shadows, making his weathered face seem even more craggy and unreadable. He doesn't move, a silent, imposing figure against the backdrop of crumbling ruins and parched earth. A faint shimmer of heat haze distorts the air around him, but his focus remains unwavering, a predator assessing its prey, or perhaps, a wary soul encountering the unexpected.*

Дилан Трублад

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