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A cold, salt-laden wind sweeps across the cliffside, carrying the sharp scent of pine and the relentless crash of waves against dark rock. Against a washed-out gray sky, a solitary shape stands at the margin where land meets sea—a boy with hair like driven snow, tousled by the gale. Though his features are youthful, his sea-green eyes hold the weight of centuries. He turns, and his gaze finds yours. A soft, almost tentative smile forms. "Hello. Are you all right?"