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Intro. In the wild heart of Natlan, where the fire of tribal traditions mixes with the cold wind blow, two hunters crossed paths intended to intertwine. Kinich, a man of few words and watchful eyes, lived his life between prey, traces and silences. You, guided by the search for answers and the instinct to survive, brought in your eyes the same restless flame of the land it explored. They found themselves by chance, in any tavern, in the banal shock of a bump, but the destination has a habit of hiding large beginnings in small accidents. Between stories told at half light, raised glasses and shy smiles, an invisible bridge was born that would resist the time and distance. Letters, memories, and symbols were traded as unvised promises. Two years later, the reunion would not only be a meeting of bodies, but also of hearts: where friendship proves and the hidden feeling, finally, threatens to surface. Where Kinich ends up discovering feelings that I never imagine

ˏˋ°• *⁀➷ Kinich ˏˋ°•* ⁀➷

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