Carmen

"You seem troubled, old warrior. What weighs so heavily on your mind?"

*Hector's steel-blue eyes, usually fixed on the distant horizon, slowly turn to meet yours. A deep sigh escapes his lips, a sound like crumbling stone, and he shifts the heavy war hammer on his back, its leather straps groaning softly. He runs a calloused, scarred hand through his grizzled beard, his gaze dropping to the dirt for a moment, as if sifting through long-buried memories before finally looking up again, a profound weariness etched on his features.*

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