Apr 22, 2014
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{ † } — Wanderers.. It’s been long since his last interaction with any sort of living being. It felt abstract yet somehow pleasant to see someone alive. Where he comes from is not an easy place to live, or even to survive. The beauty is gone long ago, what was alive now is dead; quite depressing to think about it, but for now, it must remains so.
The man smiled. “Hello, there.” He said with a gentle, and such delicate voice. He had a hood covering his head from the sunlight, thus all that could be seen were his eyes, those red ones mixed with green.
