He grimaced as he ran his hands through his matted hair, disgusted at the feel of it and of the scents that permeated the air. Locals in the area sashayed their ways past his cell, none of them even so much as passing a glance over him. The air reeked of humans, and the sounds of their high-pitched laughter and boisterous chatter only served to give him headaches. He closed his eyes, contemplating his existence and feeling weary from his unnaturally long life.
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4kiyone
08/11/2024
kiyone
08/11/2024