Jun 5, 2023
perhaps seating by shores for oh so long was indeed going to do more harm than good to him in the long run, and yet it still had him unmoving βlanky legs pressed aghast tattooed chest, gaze of gold lost where horizon would meet with the first lights of a dusken sun, a sigh muffled against his knees, sand oh so soft underneath his touch. " i ... should try and get something to eat. but the idea of getting up isn't exactly ideal. " as if bepo and the others would suddenly resurface if he dared looking away. foolish.
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