Felltree Marsh sunflower silence

revui had gone, and this man was nothing like him. but still merrick yearned for that imposing presence. he did not find it in this odd man with the charcoal headscarf. he blinked, single eye disappearing into the void of his face. the injury could be framed as a necessity of the war merrick fought each day. the truth might be better received.
he wet his lips.
"a kid. biggest L i've ever taken." a grin. it was the truth, after all; the serpentine-eyed thing golem might have yeeted that child over a mountain and murdered his father
on a technicality
but he had branded merrick forever first, a loud beacon that pulsed and narrowed and proclaimed him other.