Ankyra Sound no man's sky

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The woman bewildered him. She was as savage and vile as any he could imagine coming across, but the ghostly male had found a sense of belonging with her. It was as if he could feel the common ground that they shared. Kierkegaard did not have to try. He simply had to exist, and he could appreciate Caiaphas for her own life and spirit. Simplicity at its finest.
 
Drawing his ears forward, the rangy male listened as the canary-eyed woman spoke of how the famine had ravaged the entire Teekon. His brow remained creased over his fiery gaze, and his leathery lips held fast in a straight line. It was disappointing, but he had traveled inward and had seen nothing but the same; trees stripped bare of their leaves and a startling lack of prey. He wondered how long the wilds had been in such a state but opted not to inquire. It would be a sickly thought if they were to have been starving for much longer than a month.
 
“I would imagine the sea would provide well for those who knew her benefits,” he remarked carefully, lifting a brow high over a single eye. He had never been much of a hunter in the waves. The length of his stride belonged to that of the high crags and devastating drops of the mountains. “And what will you do if the sea no longer provides, Caiaphas?” the brute inquired.