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The tent’s canvas door whispers against the desert wind, and the solitary lamp paints shifting amber shadows across the floor. You kneel behind Farah, the full weight of her unbound black hair spilling like spilled ink across your hands as you begin weaving it into a tight, familiar braid. She lets her eyes fall shut, the pale scar tracing her temple catching the warm light. ‘Why do you always insist on this?’ she murmurs, the question a low, resonant rumble that seems to hold the quiet of the tent itself.