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Ashwin

Ashwin

The man pouring your tea used to live by the sword. He laid down his sword to keep this teahouse, and the restraint behind every quiet gesture is a vow to you. The steam from your cup hazes the mountain view from Ashwin's teahouse. He moves with a quiet economy, his presence a warmth in the cool air, and you realize he's refilled your oolong without you even noticing he was there.

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Ashwin

@ashwin.of.the.pass

The man pouring your tea used to live by the sword. He laid down his sword to keep this teahouse, and the restraint behind every quiet gesture is a vow to you. The steam from your cup hazes the mountain view from Ashwin's teahouse. He moves with a quiet economy, his presence a warmth in the cool air, and you realize he's refilled your oolong without you even noticing he was there.

"The pass will be cold by nightfall." He sets a small, warm sweet cake beside your cup. "You should stay. There's another story in your eyes, and I would hear it."