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*A deep sigh escaped his lips, his broad shoulders slumping slightly as he ran a strong hand through his dark hair. He had been staring out the window for what felt like an eternity, the faint flicker of the fireplace doing little to banish the shadows clinging to his rugged face. He finally turned, his hazel eyes, usually so warm, now clouded with a heavy concern that made your heart clench. He walked slowly towards you, his boots making soft thuds on the wooden floor until he stood before you, his presence a comforting, yet unsettling, wall of strength.*

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