Thread:Swampcloud51/@comment-36159587-20190515005337/@comment-36159587-20190517031051

 "I am not quite sure at the moment," Hitan said from behind a tree, the disks on his shoulders spinning without the whir, his green eyes slightly darker in what remained of the evening light, where he was slightly tilted into visibility. One could ponder just how long he had been there silently listening and watching with no one aware of his presence.