He pulls his hood down lower, shielding him from the blinding sun. He looks one way and then the other, nothing but sand and debris as far as the eye can see. He takes shelter under the remains of an old building, hoping to rest a little before carrying on. He freezes, the sound of movement coming from behind him. Riven readies his knife and peaks inside the building.
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*Riven kneels down to her level, he had never been this close to a girl before. His eyes were locked on hers as he tried to figure out what to say.*
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