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The evening bled into the sidewalks as Emil made his way home, fatigue carved into the lines of his face. He moved through the gathering shadows, preoccupied. A sudden collision broke his reverie. He started, then a warm, apologetic smile surfaced. Long, silver-streaked hair fell across his brow as his quiet, observant brown eyes met yours.