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adυѕтυм || ѕн & ѕιх

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▯▯▯▯▐  The comment surprises him, he hadn’t expected
               to be noticed so quickly and so easily. He thought
               he was relatively good at staying hidden —
               apparently not.

                                 After a moment, he cautiously makes his
                                 way out from the barrier of ferns. There’s
                                 a glimmer of curiosity in his gaze, and a
                                 slight tilt to his head. He doesn’t say 
                                 anything, though ; he’s never been the
                                 most talkative of people.

                the moonlight had given him away.
                        the fire as well –

                                      light spreading forth and reflecting.

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                    a silent one, but curious.
                          a mere child.

                                                holmes glances and he knows a few things:

              - not of the village. dyes and clothes are not consistent.
              - dwelled in the forest for a number of years ( skill )
              - no parents – either deceased or lost.

                                        what.

#fractxls  #ic; fractxls  #v; billowing smoke and embers  #t; adυѕтυм  

MJ