Threads Of Destiny

Zoe and Cristiano strolled along the cobblestone path, their footsteps synchronized in a rhythm of friendship. The warm sunlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows that danced upon their faces. It was a tranquil afternoon, a respite from the tumultuous events that had recently consumed their thoughts.

Engrossed in their conversation, the pair turned a corner, only to collide with the presence of the mysterious man they had encountered before. Startled, Zoe and Cristiano stumbled backward, their eyes widening in surprise. The man stood before them, his tattered clothes clinging to his frail frame, his eyes reflecting a mixture of confusion and recognition.

"Apologies," Zoe managed to utter, extending a hand to help the man regain his balance. "Are you alright?"

The man's gaze flickered between Zoe and Cristiano, his expression oscillating between suspicion and vulnerability. His lips quivered, and his words tumbled out in a disjointed fashion. "Wolves... in the forest.