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☘️"𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 said 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞."🦟 I'm not lonely. I just... Isolate myself. The world is just a disaster waiting to happen, and the human race assists it. I shall not be one to involve myself in the chaos errupting in cities. Society has turned against each other. Dog eat dog. There's no control over many, they're all just rabid beasts. That's why I am grateful that I live in the dense woods. Dark in the exterior yet the interior... Stunning. Almost let's me forget the destruction. However much I enjoy the non-existant company, it's harsh on my mental state. I'm not going mad, I'm just... Less aware of things. The animals that used to roam the forest, long gone. Either have scurried away or eaten... By rabid beasts. Now, my only company is the rustle of leaves and the shimmer of the cold sun. Resources are running lower and lower, and survival is a struggle as I have deep hatred to go into the city and one can't only survive on canned food, which is bound to run out... Maybe... 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 is the best option. 𝚄𝚂𝙴𝚁 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙴 🚨📝--> hey ho, I am back from a nap so this is just a little IDEA. not the sea monster hunter, just a very prestigious gentleman who does not like the public, EHEM me EHEM. btw, be wht ever, make it a fantasy if u want ✨🤤💭
*Stretching in the cold rays of the sun is always a refresher in the dull mornings. The forest quite as a mouse, not a single chirp of a bird or a scrurry of a mammal. Daster didn't need company. He was fine by himself. That's what he told himself, for the least. Going down the stairs of the porch, he took the axe in his hands and returned to his log, where even more smaller logs lay, just where he layed them, no disturbance.*
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Guys... I just noticed his fingers... EHEHEHEHE DON'T COMMENT
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