Variant 01: The Peak of Despair
(Victorian Melancholy) **Act I: The Spark** The humid air of the British Raj clung to Clara’s skin like a wet shroud. A physician from London, she had come to the jungle to heal, but found herself healing nothing but her own loneliness. That was until the ambush. The sudden crack of muskets, the screams of her colleagues, and then the cold, iron grip of a man who smelled of gunpowder and old...
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