Whitebark Stream i’ve been watching him for my entire life

zeus quickened his pace, even after the three were out of sights. there was a possibility that he was being followed, though unlikely. still, he didn’t wish for his blood to be spilled for nothing, so you could never be to cautious.

once he was comfortable with the distance, his steady jog slowed to a lazy stroll. distant birch trees enticed him and the sound of bubbling water drawn him closer. the man came near the water’s edge and bent over for a quick drink.