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Red Leaves Gyre on the Grey Lake ([personal profile] sustainer) wrote in [community profile] pajamabox 2019-05-09 02:55 am (UTC)

"Fuck--" he yelps, stumbling to the side as he jerks his head towards the voice. He very nearly falls, catching himself on a tree as he looks around. What the fuck is all this honestly. He really expects to see the messy kid from earlier followed him, but then there's nobody there and he just stops. Straightens up.

"Hello...?" he asks the fuckin clear air, his voice cautious and soft. He waits for an answer for as long as he can, his hands tightening into fists and then loosening again, over and over.

The second the obelisk moves past his peripheral vision though, he turns and continues after it. He can interrogate the wind later!!!

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