He holds out a hand towards the noise tentatively, breath held as he listens for any signs of aggression.
He holds out a hand towards the noise tentatively, breath held as he listens for any signs of aggression.
He remained silent for a moment before speaking firmly, though the wavering in his voice betrays him.
“I have no money to steal. Be on your way.”
He remained silent for a moment before speaking firmly, though the wavering in his voice betrays him.
“I have no money to steal. Be on your way.”
He sat, letting the anxieties of the previous days finally escape him. Maybe he could rest now.
He sat, letting the anxieties of the previous days finally escape him. Maybe he could rest now.