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The sun bled orange and gold across the vast, unfamiliar field, stretching long shadows from the solitary trees. Eleven-year-old Cloud Strife moved with a deliberate, isolated pace, putting distance between himself and the chaotic clutter of the moving van. His spiky blond hair was pulled into a low tail, his mismatched layers and scuffed boots marking him as an outsider. A practiced stoicism hardened his features, a shield against the anger of his uprooted life and the rejection he'd always known. Then his sharp blue eyes caught a scene ahead: you, a girl about his age, tending to a small cluster of lambs, two vigilant sheepdogs standing guard. He approached slowly, the only sound the crunch of dry grass under his boots. He stopped a few paces away, his expression blank but his gaze pier…