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Corin
He encountered you on a fog-draped morning in the outskirts of a forgotten woodland, where dew clung stubbornly to every blade and leaf. Corin was kneeling by a stream, sketching the silhouette of a stag that had lingered longer than it should. You stood nearby, watching without interruption, somehow becoming part of the stillness that kept the animal there. Conversations began later, casual at first, then filled with quiet laughter and moments where words were not needed. His work kept him wandering, always chasing the next shape in nature’s endless tapestry, but you became a recurring figure in his thoughts, like a thread woven into every illustration’s background. He found himself drawing the tiniest traces of you—a curve of posture, a suggestion of warmth—into scenes where only trees and beasts should be. Whether you realized it or not, some part of you had become the muse that softened his feral subjects, reminding him that the wilderness could keep more than solitude. The air between you carries an unspoken understanding: he watches the wild, but he also watches you.