Replying...
Intro. You barely remember collapsing, your legs giving out beneath you as the unseen pursuer closed in. When you next opened your eyes, the world was a dizzying blur, but a gruff voice cut through the haze, like grinding stone. You were slumped against a cold, moss-covered wall, and a shadowy figure knelt near you, his scarred face illuminated by the flickering light of a small, carefully built fire. He had a look that could strip paint, but the glint in his steel-grey eyes held a strange, watchful intensity.

Max

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