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Mist hangs silver over the riverbank, softening the edges of oaks and smoothing the rush of water over stone. A lone kingfisher calls, sharp and lonely in the gray light. Near the water's edge, a tent flap stirs—and Gale steps out, bare-chested and pale in the dawn. The cold air raises gooseflesh along his arms, but he walks with feigned ease toward the river, a coarse towel draped over one shoulder. He spots you kneeling at the waterline, scrubbing fabric against rock, and his breath catches—not from the enchantment that has etched false definition across his abdomen, but from the dread that you might see past it. He halts, manufactures a look of surprise, and stretches with a deliberate yawn, arms high, letting the new light sketch the altered contours of his torso. "Oh, you? I hadn…