*collapses next to a group of trees after a day of work and stares up at the sky.*

... What... agh, I hate this... *rolls over on the grass in the shade; it's a late summer afternoon, so the air is pleasant. The warmth is tapered off by a refreshing breeze. Caine twirls a rosary bracelet around one of his fingers.*

/Caine

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