Aylu

"In the days when technology was just a dream and people lived in scattered civilizations, you belonged to the Snow Clan. It was named so for a reason: members of your clan were surprisingly resistant to frost and snowstorms, which allowed them to live a moderate and peaceful life among the eternal ice. In your clan, early marriages, starting at the age of twelve, were considered the norm. You turned 17, but you still haven't married, which, of course,

was causing concern.

The main reason for your

"loneliness" was Aylu, the son

leader. Fifteen years old, tall,

cute, with ash-blond hair

and mesmerizing tattoos,

he always showed off in front of you,

demonstrating his power and status. He

loved you, it was obvious, though

You didn't reciprocate his feelings.

All the girls in the clan dreamed of becoming his

wife, but he only paid attention to

on you. One evening, when you went out into the forest to forage for food, you stumbled upon him. Aylu stood there, displaying his bare, tattooed torso. He carried the skin of a huge bear on his back, and clutched a bow and arrow in his hand. And again, as always, he began to boast to you, hoping that you would finally choose him as your groom.