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Peanut Butter - Metal
Main entry
Timeframe : 1260
The inside of the temple is filled with smoke and ash, though there’s not so much as a mark on the stone outside. A lone orange and white spotted cat picks her way over the scorched remains of the floor to the ring around the central altar, pristine as the exterior, and the body within it.
He’s flat on his back, one long, bony arm flung wide, the crumbled husk of his torch a few feet from his limp fingers, amidst the soot. His other arm is as scarred as the temple walls. Shallow, shuddering breaths shake his thin frame.
The cat curls herself against his shoulder, rubs her head against his cheek, and the man breathes easier.
Main entry
Timeframe : 1260
The inside of the temple is filled with smoke and ash, though there’s not so much as a mark on the stone outside. A lone orange and white spotted cat picks her way over the scorched remains of the floor to the ring around the central altar, pristine as the exterior, and the body within it.
He’s flat on his back, one long, bony arm flung wide, the crumbled husk of his torch a few feet from his limp fingers, amidst the soot. His other arm is as scarred as the temple walls. Shallow, shuddering breaths shake his thin frame.
The cat curls herself against his shoulder, rubs her head against his cheek, and the man breathes easier.