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The moon hangs low and heavy, silvering the carefully raked patterns of the garden sand. A solitary figure cuts through the quiet, his white hair a stark flag in the darkness, the blade at his hip still dark with recent use. He stops, the line of his jaw rigid, and turns. Pale, violet-shaded eyes fix on you, assessing, wary. "You're still here?"