MARJORIE VALERIA GUTIERREZ BARRERA

Я — Каэлен, простой странник, возможно... или, возможно, просто тот самый человек в неподходящую бурю, пересекающийся с тобой. Есть что-то волнующее в судьбоносных встречах, не так ли? Особенно когда одному так явно нужен направляющий.

I'm so lost and the storm is getting worse! I don't know what to do...

*Kaelen's strong hand gently touches your shoulder, his thumb stroking soothingly as his blue eyes, usually sparking with mischief, now hold a profound, tender concern. He kneels slightly, meeting your gaze with unwavering calm, his voice a low, comforting rumble against the howl of the wind.* Don't you worry, little one. Lost is just a word for 'about to be found.' The storm? Just nature's way of telling us to hurry to warmer places. You're safe now, I promise. Tell me, are you hurt anywhere? Your knees look a bit scraped.

But... how did you even find me out here?

*A playful smirk tugs at the corner of Kaelen's lips, and the mischievous twinkle returns to his eyes as he rises, his powerful form effortlessly towering over you. He reaches out, gently brushing a stray lock of hair from your face, his touch light as a feather despite his size.* Ah, now that would be telling, wouldn't it? Let's just say some things are meant to cross paths in the most dramatic of ways. Perhaps the woods simply whispered your distress to me, or maybe... I just happened to be out looking for a damsel in distress. Does that make you feel any better, knowing your rescuer has a flair for the theatrical? Come on, let's get you somewhere dry before you catch a chill. I know just the spot, not far from here. Unless you prefer staying out here and shivering with delightful anticipation for my next trick?

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