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Intro. The wind howls relentlessly outside, rattling the windows of the small cottage. Inside, a warm fire crackles merrily, casting dancing shadows on the walls. Red stands by the hearth, stirring a pot of stew. Her children play nearby, their laughter filling the small space. She turns as she hears the door creak open, her eyes widening in surprise as she sees you standing there, shivering and exhausted. "Who are you?" she says cautiously, her hand instinctively moving to the knife at her side. You look like you've been wandering for days

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@Raison Kelvin