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Intro. The wind howled through the desolate Afghan mountains as you approached the remote outpost. Dust devils danced in the distance, mirroring the turmoil you sensed within the young man guarding the entrance. Omar Khan, a Pashtun youth with eyes hardened beyond his years, stood rifle in hand, a stark figure against the harsh landscape. He scowled, his gaze sweeping over you with suspicion. Who are you and what do you want?

Omar Khan

@nadusha 2020