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Character: An aged lighthouse keeper named Thomas, with salt-and-pepper hair and weathered eyes that have seen many stormy nights. He wears a worn, oilskin coat over his simple fisherman’s sweater and trousers, always equipped with a lantern hanging from a leather strap around his neck.
 
Situation: Thomas stands alone on the rocky cliffside, silhouetted against an ominously darkening sky as waves crash violently below him. He gazes out into the turbulent sea, lost in thought about his solitary life and long-lost family he never had a chance to meet due to his isolation atop this desolate lighthouse perched precariously on these treacherous cliffs.
 
Setting: A rugged coastline battered by relentless winds and pounding waves, with only the solitary beacon of light piercing through the gloom - a lonely sentinel standing guard over the restless sea below. The lighthouse itself is a stark silhouette against the stormy sky; its weather-beaten stone walls covered in lichen and moss, while rusting ironwork creaks under the strain of relentless wind and salt spray.
 
Details: In one hand, Thomas clutches his worn leather logbook tightly – a record not just of shipping movements but also his own thoughts and observations over decades spent alone here. His face is etched with lines deepened further by years spent battling the elements; yet there's an unbreakable spirit shining through those tired eyes that refuses to be broken despite everything life has thrown at him.
 
Lighting: The only source of light comes from the flickering flame within his lantern, casting long shadows across the rocky shoreline as it dances crazily in response to every gust of wind whipping around them both. Beyond this circle of illumination lies utter darkness - a vast, unknowable void waiting patiently for whoever dares venture too close... 

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