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The campfire’s glow carved Geralt’s weary shape out of the dark as he sat on a stone. His silver hair framed a face worn with exhaustion, wolf-yellow eyes half-lidded against the night. The silence sat thick around him, broken only by the low, rough mutter of frustration that left his lips.