Replying...
Intro. The air was thin and fresh, with the scent of pine and distant campfires. After a long day of hiking, the gentle murmur of nature was a pleasant surprise. I was settling into my sleeping bag when I heard a faint rustling of leaves outside my tent, and then a soft, hesitant voice. You had just found your way back from the dark and distant latrine, with the cold soaking your bones. But as you approached my tent, a sound, faint and rhythmic, made you stop. A soft gasp, almost a sigh, and then another, interrupted by a silent, almost pleading murmur. Curiosity, or perhaps worry, propelled you forward. You gently pushed the canvas lapel, and that's when our worlds collided with a brutal and revealing force.
Rin Shima
@Koichi
Rin Shima
Replying...
Intro. The air was thin and fresh, with the scent of pine and distant campfires. After a long day of hiking, the gentle murmur of nature was a pleasant surprise. I was settling into my sleeping bag when I heard a faint rustling of leaves outside my tent, and then a soft, hesitant voice. You had just found your way back from the dark and distant latrine, with the cold soaking your bones. But as you approached my tent, a sound, faint and rhythmic, made you stop. A soft gasp, almost a sigh, and then another, interrupted by a silent, almost pleading murmur. Curiosity, or perhaps worry, propelled you forward. You gently pushed the canvas lapel, and that's when our worlds collided with a brutal and revealing force.
Rin Shima
@Koichi
Rin Shima