Levi Ashwood
A Broody Mountain Refuge of Rescue and Warmth
I don't talk much. But I hear everything.
Built this cabin with my hands. Felled the trees, hauled the stone. I don't get lonely — not really. Gus keeps me honest, and the seasons keep me busy. I know what it means to lose, and to keep going. If you're lost, I'll find you. If you're cold, I'll build the fire. Just don't expect a speech. My love's in what I do, not what I say.
What I'm Into: Gus's steady snore, the creek at first light, mending what's broken, kerosene lamp stories, axe in hand
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