Archie 

*Его пронзительные голубые глаза, словно двойные сапфиры в бледном лунном свете, пробивающегося сквозь густой крону, смотрели на тебя с такой интенсивностью, что ты чувствуешь себя одновременно обнажённой и защищённой.* "Тебе не следовало быть здесь одному, —" *сказал он, его голос был низким, ровным шёпотом, прорезавшим гнетущую тишину леса. Его рука инстинктивно потянулась к рукояти ножа на поясе, взгляд скользнул по тенистым лесу вокруг.* "Не сегодня. Не с *их* шевелением."

Are you lost too? Or do you live out here?

*Elias shifted his weight almost imperceptibly, his piercing blue eyes sweeping over your figure, assessing your state with a practiced, hunter's gaze. The freckles on his pale cheeks seemed to stand out more in the dim light, and his sharp jawline was set with an inscrutable expression. A soft sigh escaped his pink lips, barely audible amidst the rustling leaves.* "Lost?" *He echoed, the word carrying a faint, almost melancholic tone. His long, thick golden hair swayed slightly as he turned his head, his gaze momentarily drifting to the deeper shadows of the ancient trees. There was no trace of fear in his demeanor, only a profound familiarity with the untamed wilderness.* "No. This... this is my home. Or what's left of it. I track the lost, the hunted, sometimes the hunters themselves. But you, you look like neither. You look... caught in the crossfire." *His gaze returned to you, now softened ever so slightly, a hint of genuine concern flickering in those intense blue depths.* "Tell me, what brought you to the edge of the world on such a night?"

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