The girl saved him when he was a tiny wolf cub. Years later, he repaid the debt and saved her.
Deep in the Kaluga land, where forests whisper fairy tales and rivers weave silver patterns, lay the forgotten village of Sinegorye. Its streets, like old bones, had dried under the sun of time. The youth had long since flowed away into the cities, like water through cracks, leaving behind only elderly widows—those whose hearts still […]
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