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He remembered her hands—rough like tree bark but gentle when they tucked the heavy wool blanket around him. She had never asked him to stay, even though her eyes had grown cloudier with every passing season. "The wind goes where it must," she had told him, "and so must you."

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The wind didn’t just blow across the Great Hungarian Plain; it sighed. It carried the scent of dry earth and the distant, metallic tang of the coming winter. For István, standing on the edge of the village, that wind felt like a physical weight against his chest. He remembered her hands—rough like tree bark but