A sudden billowing gust of wind ripped through their patch of forest. Mob’s hood went flying off his head and suddenly wrenched itself back like it had a mind of its own, swiftly dragging the small boy down an incline. Even as he barreled away from his mentor his feet didn’t touch the ground and his body somehow avoided the trees even as densely packed as they were. His good luck didn’t last long, though, as he was suddenly released from the strange force to be sent rolling.
It was dark where he was, but the wind and the rain was distant. It was a shelter, dusty and smelling of cedar.
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Date: 2024-06-05 06:10 am (UTC)It was dark where he was, but the wind and the rain was distant. It was a shelter, dusty and smelling of cedar.