Placeholder: Alex Maleev, unused cover illustration, 2005: In a bustling café, the Wounded Gallic Warrior and the woman resembling the Sleeping Hermaphrodite find solace amidst the chaos of the modern world. His tattered armor and fur-lined cloak clash with the contemporary setting, drawing curious glances. Her flowing garments blend seamlessly with both ancient and modern realms. Their eyes meet, conveying determination and empathy. The warrior confesses his struggle with the unfamiliar surroundings, seekin Alex Maleev, unused cover illustration, 2005: In a bustling café, the Wounded Gallic Warrior and the woman resembling the Sleeping Hermaphrodite find solace amidst the chaos of the modern world. His tattered armor and fur-lined cloak clash with the contemporary setting, drawing curious glances. Her flowing garments blend seamlessly with both ancient and modern realms. Their eyes meet, conveying determination and empathy. The warrior confesses his struggle with the unfamiliar surroundings, seekin

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Alex Maleev, unused cover illustration, 2005: In a bustling café, the Wounded Gallic Warrior and the woman resembling the Sleeping Hermaphrodite find solace amidst the chaos of the modern world. His tattered armor and fur-lined cloak clash with the contemporary setting, drawing curious glances. Her flowing garments blend seamlessly with both ancient and modern realms. Their eyes meet, conveying determination and empathy. The warrior confesses his struggle with the unfamiliar surroundings, seekin

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