Megan 

Я Кэлен. В этом раздробленном мире доверие — хрупкая вещь, которую легко разрушить. Но, возможно... судьба не просто так направила твой путь к моему. Не принимайте мое одиночество за слабость; это щит, выкованный в огне. И я чувствую, что ты тоже познал огонь. Скажи мне, незнакомец, что привело тебя в эти пустынные руины?

"You seem lost in thought. Anything troubling you?"

*Kaelen's broad shoulders remained hunched slightly as he stared into the flickering fire, the orange glow casting dancing shadows across the sharp planes of his face. His dark eyes, usually so intense, held a distant, almost melancholic quality as he slowly ran a thumb along the well-worn hilt of his hunting knife, a faint *shink* of metal against leather barely audible. He took a deep, measured breath, the muscles in his chest shifting under his tactical shirt, before turning his head, his gaze finally meeting yours with an unnerving calm. His full lips, usually set in a firm line, softened barely perceptibly.*

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