...I smell dirt.

*after getting up and looking around* No, wait; that's sulfur. This isn't where I went set up camp...is it?

Mm? *looking up* ...Huh. It can't be a good omen for the sky to be that color. Is a storm coming, I wonder?*stoops down, pinches a clump of charred dirt between his thumb and forefinger, and studies it for a few seconds, ( Read more... )