The Heartwood Kita

the men grew livelier the later the night grew, the further they went.

perhaps He had known what bartholomew would need in these wilds more than he had known. perhaps this was to show him what awaited him in this land.

although soon he found himself on the other end of clicking teeth.

he could only defensively pull his head back. neck curved as he tucked his chin into his chest.

are you attempting murder already? that is a sin! his words may have become a soft cry, but there was no real hurt present.

only the attempt to mildly shame the sinner at best.