do not touch or approach the glass

@Tenzin, whenever you have a chance bby

It had been some time since he had sought out the monk he had brought from the failed Vale, and so Lecter set off from his den into the mysterious rock network. His limp had lessened, though a raised, ugly scar was visible in the thin flesh ther, and he ground wild geranium between his teeth as he moved. I am the very vision of an elderly cur, he groused to himself, before lifting his voice to summon Tenzin.

Here, sunlight trickled through the tracery, and he settled himself in a beam of it, sighing with pleasure as he was seated. Ears pricked forward, and the incorrigible thoughts of his life trailed unbidden into his mind, though this time the shaman gave it an audience.

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