Corsair convalescing and other stories [open]
*The sun filters through the cracked and grimy windows of the abandoned warehouse. It's a nice day outside, and no doubt there are plenty of new visitors to the Nexus enjoying it.
Inside, in the shadows, Cervantes is once again experimenting with his limits. Every moment that passes, he tests his muscles, his leaden limbs, tests how much strength is returning to him. He does not intend to lie here like a beaten dog forever. His head blindly turns to the light, feeling some warmth on his pallid face from the sun*
Inside, in the shadows, Cervantes is once again experimenting with his limits. Every moment that passes, he tests his muscles, his leaden limbs, tests how much strength is returning to him. He does not intend to lie here like a beaten dog forever. His head blindly turns to the light, feeling some warmth on his pallid face from the sun*