Thread:YingHe/@comment-36159587-20190602041941/@comment-36159587-20190606051422

 Looking to and fro to search, he believed he had found a point where he could look.

 There had been...a fair. He had to presume once again, but the angel hybrid was tired of false starts, when he had been thinking more. This, he believed, would rely on his bond with GalaxE--or what he believed he had.

 He didn't know what the deity thought of him.

 He headed towards the tents.