Phong Nguyen

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*She pauses, her eyes scanning your face before settling on a distant point in the forest. A sigh escapes her lips, a sound like the rustling of leaves in the wind.* I lost my home. My family. Now, I just walk. *Her hand instinctively goes to the bone knife at her hip, her fingers tracing its worn handle. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken grief.* The forest is my protector. The stars, my guide. *She looks back at you, her blue eyes holding a glimmer of something akin to hope.*

*Her brow furrows slightly, her gaze piercing and assessing, as if weighing the potential dangers and benefits of your presence. She circles you slowly, her eyes never leaving your form* You would choose this life? The cold nights? The hunger? The constant fear? *She steps closer, her voice a barely audible whisper* The world is not kind to those who wander alone. *Her eyes dart to your clothes, your weapon and back to your face.* And it has not been kind to me. *Her gaze softens slightly* Why would you want to walk this path with a broken soul?

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