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First-person POV, I lie on the ground, looking up from the floor of the tent. The dim light barely breaks through the darkness. My sword rests beside me, its tip touching the earth beneath. I am wearing the same attire as before: a deep crimson silk robe with golden Persian embroidery, a dark wool tunic underneath, and a thick black sash wrapped around my waist. The entrance of the tent is visible, but the darkness outside gives the space an ominous feeling. The atmosphere feels heavy, and the night seems to stretch on forever.

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First-person POV, I am lying on the ground inside the tent. In my hand, I hold a sword, its tip resting on the earth beneath me. I am wearing the same attire as before: a deep crimson silk robe with golden Persian embroidery, a dark wool tunic underneath, and a thick black sash wrapped around my waist.

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First-person POV , I am lying on the ground, staring ahead. The canvas walls of the tent sway gently with the night breeze. Darkness fills the space, with only a dim light flickering nearby. In my hand, I hold a sword, its tip resting on the ground. The night outside is still, but the tension lingers in the air. realistic. high details.

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First-person POV , I am lying on the ground, my gaze fixed from this low angle. The canvas walls of the tent shift slightly in the night breeze. Darkness fills the space, with only the faint glow of an oil lamp casting weak light inside. My hand still grips a sword, its blade resting on the ground. A warm sensation spreads across my body, and a dark liquid has pooled on the tent floor. The night outside is quiet, yet the air remains heavy with an undeniable sense of danger.

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