Sleepy Fox Hollow But you're perfect being yourself

Etienne felt hollow and rung out. There had been too much on the last few days and each sharpening emotion from those around him set his own on edge.

He found a small tree that overlooked a bend in the river. If he sat right by it no one could really see him. He sighed as he stretched out. The sin shining gently down upon him.

He groaned softly as the muscles in his back so tight began to loosen a little and he began to slowly lose the tension.