HE'S WASHING HIS CLOTHES BY THE shoreline, humming a tune to himself. normally, he hates the ocean, but the shallow water wasn't so bad. there was less things here that could eat him, anyway.
" didja know we know more 'bout the skies than the ocean? " lee asks, speaking around the cigarette between his lips. his hare daemon, who was dipping her paws in the water and washing her face with it, rolls her golden eyes.
" you only mention it every time we fly over the ocean. " she replies dryly.
" i'm jus' sayin' its spooky. " he mutters, scrubbing at the shirt in his hands. the hare rolls her eyes once more before she suddnely freezes.
" lee. " she retreats from the shore, diving behind him. alarmed, the aeronaut looks up. lo and behold, a man and his snake daemon were approaching.
" howdy! " lee calls cautiously, sitting up a little to let his coat slide open, showing the pistol that was strapped to his thigh. the man didn't need to know it was rusted beyond use.
@bhrathair // once upon a time in the north era