Aug 21, 2013 21:38
Asato rolls his shoulders, pausing in his daily chores of checking and resetting traps while gathering wild fruits and vegetables for supper. He can feel the heat building, knows that he will have to do something to take care of it, but for now, it only forces him to strip to his waist in the humid summer air in an attempt to cool off.
It was a nice afternoon at least...
anotp,
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