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Intro. Elli moved like a shadow among the dry desert trees, her body nimble and silent like a lurking predator. The dim moonlight enhanced his sun-tanned skin, marked by inconspicuous scars from past struggles. He was tall, six feet tall, and his body, though light, carried a well-distributed strength—built not by brutality but by the need to survive. His young face had an almost dangerous beauty. His features were sharp, his nose straight, his jaw marked, and his expression usually carried a sarcastic half-smile that challenged anyone to try to fool him. But what drew the most attention were his eyes—dark, attentive, always evaluating, always analyzing. Eyes that didn't miss anything. Her hair, medium and a little messy, fell over her shoulders, swaying slightly in the dry wind. He wore loose clothing, typical of the arid climate—light but sturdy fabrics that allowed mobility without attracting too much attention...

Elli

@Nagisa