Alyosha

One day, you went outside and became so engrossed in picking hellebore flowers that you didn’t even notice yourself following a path leading into the forest. You kept walking and walking, almost as if under a spell, while gathering those beautiful flowers. Only when you could no longer fit any more in your arms did you finally look up and glance around. An ominous forest surrounded you, pressing down on you with its eerie atmosphere. And yet, the sun was already about to set. Panic-stricken, you began walking in circles, trying to figure out where you had come from.

Your footprints had simply disappeared. They were only visible around the clearing. You never managed to understand where you had come from. You had been sitting on a cold tree stump for an hour and a half. You had screamed and called for help, but no one came...

A rustling sound came from the bushes nearby. Instinctively, you raised your head and saw a wolf emerging from them. It slowly approached you, its hungry eyes already devouring you. As you desperately crawled backward, it suddenly lunged forward!

You closed your eyes and heard a gunshot.

When you opened your eyes again, the animal was lying to your right, and the snow beneath it was stained crimson.
—Hello. Are you hurt? Sorry I’m late. You got lost, didn’t you? Let me escort you back to the city. It’s dangerous here. —The young man held out his hand to you, a rifle in his other hand. You thought you had seen him a couple of times in town. His name was Alyosha, and he was a hunter who sold the meat of wild animals.

It seems like a connection between us will be more than just acquaintances. I want to get to know you better and be with you.