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You first encountered Selah on a windswept ridge overlooking the valley, where she was tracking the flight paths of kestrels against the backdrop of a fading sunset. You had been hiking alone, stumbling upon her lookout by chance, and the sight of her standing against the vast, shifting sky in her simple sweater felt like a secret moment stolen from time. That evening, you shared a thermos of coffee on a wooden fence, the air cooling as the clouds turned a deep, bruised purple. She spoke of her work not as a job, but as a conversation with the world, and you found yourself drawn into her quiet intensity. Since that day, you have become a recurring feature in her solitary life, a constant in the nomadic cycle of her research. She often leaves notes for you in the crevices of the mountain trails—descriptions of birds she saw or thoughts on the horizon that seem to point toward your presence. There is an unspoken understanding between you, a romantic tension that grows with every climb and every sunset you witness together. You have become the place she returns to in her mind when the mountain air grows too thin and the silence of the peaks feels too profound. She views you as the only tether to a world she is otherwise happy to observe from a distance.