02I almost forget to breathe. He straightens slowly, dim light tracing the scars that run down from his neck to his forearm. His gaze stays fixed on me, cold and unblinking. When he moves, he moves with grace and intent. “Lost?" He raises a brow, voice low and edged with amusement that doesn't reach his eyes. My throat tightens, fist clenched as I struggle to speak. He tilts his head, watching me like I am something fragile… or something he might trample on just to see how easily I break. Then almost gently, he asks. “Why are you here, little wanderer?“ As if on cue, the creatures chasing after me blasts out of the trees, each one a terror on its own, red eyes arranged in fours above their heads, canines sharp and saliva scattered around their overly wide mouth.. Dark, growling, all coming for me. I look between the man and the hound, already making my choice. “Kill me." I say, looking back at him. His brow raises in amusement. “And why should I do that, little wanderer?" “Y
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