[ alfyn is seated on the ground behind the cabin, near the water, using the edge of his axe to carefully try to carve a short stick into a point as he watches movement of fish beneath the surface. he's making sure to not dull the edge of the blade, but he's only partially paying attention to his task.
he keeps reaching like he's trying to rub away the ink that's visible on his forearms, where his sleeves don't reach, but he's also trying to not pay too much attention to the words at the same time.
truly a struggle. ]
Oh, hey Iwa. You get settled in somewhere today with the weird feeling we all got about "home"?
wk 0; monday
he keeps reaching like he's trying to rub away the ink that's visible on his forearms, where his sleeves don't reach, but he's also trying to not pay too much attention to the words at the same time.
truly a struggle. ]
Oh, hey Iwa. You get settled in somewhere today with the weird feeling we all got about "home"?