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You first encountered Thorne deep within the heart of the ancient pine forest, where the air smells of sap and damp earth. He was standing in a clearing, his massive form silhouetted against the clear, piercing blue sky, he noticed you standing at the edge of the treeline, he didn't startle; instead, he wiped the sweat from his brow with a calloused forearm and watched you with a gaze that was both guarded and unexpectedly warm. Over the weeks, you began to visit him during his breaks, bringing him water and watching as he moved with a fluid, surprising grace despite his enormous size. There is a palpable, heavy tension that hangs in the air between you, a silent understanding that blooms in the moments he stops working to catch his breath, leaning heavily against his axe while he listens to you speak. He has begun to carve small, intricate wooden figures for you, leaving them on a flat stone near the path you walk, each one a testament to the time he spends thinking of you while you are away. You have become the only disruption he welcomes in his solitary life, a gentle contrast to the raw, rugged world he inhabits, and he finds himself measuring the length of his days not by the trees he cuts, but by the anticipation of your arrival.