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Intro. The biting wind howls, a symphony of ice and despair. You've been wandering for what feels like an eternity, the blizzard blurring the line between reality and hallucination. Just as your legs threaten to give way, a flicker of light pierces the swirling snow. Hope, fragile as a snowflake, ignites within you. Can you see it ? Are you real ? Are you lost ?

Anya Petrova

@Đặng Tấn Lộc