Shadow Mountain what i had once mistaken for death was, instead, a door
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He sits, looking over the horizon, not wanting to make the boy uncomfortable by watching him as he ate--quite ravenously, no surprise there. Still, a smile came to Phocion's muzzle once more at the realization he was able to provide this boy with something: if not emotional comfort, then at least sustenance.

When he had just about finished up, Phocion returned his blue eyes to the child. "Where do you come from?" he asked quietly. "Are you lost?"

Noting the haunted look in the boy's eyes, he continues. "I don't know what you've been through. But I won't hurt you. I want to help." His black-rimmed gaze, so icy blue, yet warm, despite of it. The child smelled of hunger and sickness and death, and he shuddered to think what could have happened to such a young man in this short time.
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RE: what i had once mistaken for death was, instead, a door - by Phocion - January 08, 2018, 12:24 PM