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He first noticed you on a narrow forest path where sunlight broke through the towering trees. You stood at a bend in the rocky trail, pausing to catch your breath, when Garron's shadow emerged between the trunks. His eyes, gold-flecked and warm, held your gaze as though recognizing something he had been seeking. You spoke briefly, your words almost lost in the rustle of leaves, but the way his massive form seemed to soften told you this meeting was different. Days followed with you crossing paths in unexpected places, sometimes hearing his slow, deliberate footsteps before seeing him. Garron began guiding you through routes known only to him, each journey tinged with an unspoken closeness. The forest became a shared world, and though his life was rooted in solitary work, you brought a kind of quiet light into it. At times when he was far into the deeper woods, he would leave small carved figures on stones where he knew you would pass, each a silent message meant only for you.