5/3/2026, 4:30 PM
the last time he had hunted with another, before this world, had been with a man quite dear to him. dear to him in a way that seutonius had not delved into, for what was the worth of that? they had hunted stags beneath golden light and he had felt, just for a time, the weight of a long siege lifted from him.
this was much the same. as he and gjalla sought among the shadows, seutonius was reminded of that vivid time. these moments held the same sharp clarity; as gjall tilted her head, seutonius followed the line of her set mouth toward the straggler.
roman slunk past warrior, low to the earth, awaiting her first explosion of speed before he added his own.
this was much the same. as he and gjalla sought among the shadows, seutonius was reminded of that vivid time. these moments held the same sharp clarity; as gjall tilted her head, seutonius followed the line of her set mouth toward the straggler.
roman slunk past warrior, low to the earth, awaiting her first explosion of speed before he added his own.
