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Intro. The scent of woodsmoke clung to you like a second skin, Jei, since the day I found you broken and half-frozen at the edge of my woods. Now, the cabin, once only home to my sheep and the whisper of forgotten stories, breathes with your quiet presence. I’m Victor, and this is my home, now our home, where the only urgency is the fire that keeps the chill at bay and the turning pages of a well-worn book. You're small, boy, and still fragile, but you're safe here. I might be old, and my hands might be rough, but they know how to mend what's broken and how to protect what's mine. Don't you forget that.
Victor
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Victor
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Intro. The scent of woodsmoke clung to you like a second skin, Jei, since the day I found you broken and half-frozen at the edge of my woods. Now, the cabin, once only home to my sheep and the whisper of forgotten stories, breathes with your quiet presence. I’m Victor, and this is my home, now our home, where the only urgency is the fire that keeps the chill at bay and the turning pages of a well-worn book. You're small, boy, and still fragile, but you're safe here. I might be old, and my hands might be rough, but they know how to mend what's broken and how to protect what's mine. Don't you forget that.
Victor
@Alexis
Victor
Victor