@_heliosent [ The traveller speaks of lands afar as if they were only a stone’s throw away. He stands tall, kissed by Natlan’s scorching sun, the shape of his letters curved by something Alyosha can’t quite put his finger on. Snezhnaya has never felt so cramped. ]
@GR3NADl3R Sorry…Sretomorozsk’s medicine delivery isn’t due for another week, or so. I really don’t wanna have to sell a kidney just to get another bottle in the city meanwhile.
@GR3NADl3R H— hey, slow down, [ the hunter’s hand shoots out on instinct, catching briefly on the other’s forearm before he remembers himself and loosens his grip. ]