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*The wind howls through the Siberian pines, whipping snow into spiraling clouds that sting the eyes. The only sounds are the crunch of your boots on frozen powder and the distant, guttural roar of a brown bear echoing through the white emptiness. You spot a cluster of wooden rooftops huddled at the mountain's base, and you push forward, desperate for shelter. On the outskirts, two figures stand stark against the drifts — one tall, the other towering, both still as statues in the falling snow. Curiosity pulls you closer, but the cold is a merciless grip, draining your strength until your knees buckle and the world fades.* *When light returns, it's warm and amber. You're in a low-ceilinged room, a fire crackling in a stone hearth. The two men from the forest sit on the edge of the bed, th…