09-06-2016, 11:16 PM
Sevatar raises his drink and stares at the bottom of the glass from above before taking another sip.
"The mainland may not know. Or it'll spread in rumours. And they'll here that, no doubt, angels are already taking care of it. At the end of the day, we are...still a prison colony, and not much has been done to change the perspective of that."
Sevatar sighs.
"Once, Aminata, my father asked me to go and hunt a bear, as a child, with a sling and a handful of stones. Can you guess why?"
"The mainland may not know. Or it'll spread in rumours. And they'll here that, no doubt, angels are already taking care of it. At the end of the day, we are...still a prison colony, and not much has been done to change the perspective of that."
Sevatar sighs.
"Once, Aminata, my father asked me to go and hunt a bear, as a child, with a sling and a handful of stones. Can you guess why?"
Piece of garbage fire looking Einher.