Ouroboros Spine You won't know your worth now, son, until you take a hit
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The arrival of the woman went ignored until she dropped something near him, prompting the boy to cast her a withering look. The moisture in the air around the moss lured him out from hiding, and with a quick reach and grab, he brought the soggy mound out of the sunlight before it could dry, and sucked at it greedily.

It was not enough. She knew this, and so she offered to lead him to the water.

Kiliutak was too tired to protest. He leered at the sun-baked stonework that he knew would burn at his toes and then, sullenly, rose to do as he was told. His quickstep hastened him to the shadows of the nearest trees and then he skirted under them, stumbling to where Kukutux indicated.
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RE: You won't know your worth now, son, until you take a hit - by Glaûkos - July 01, 2021, 03:18 PM