SEE YOU AGAIN - MOVING TO NEW CAMP

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J A I N U S . S.

"THE LINE BETWEEN LIGHT AND DARK IS SO VERY THIN"

he's used to harshness,

he never would have survived the lean times under fickle rulers and absent parents as a cub otherwise - nor his time as a hostage in war against the clan that had fallen to his leadership as a child of all things - fate liked to make so many miseries.

still the lion was silent as he moved along with the others, nothing but the bare skin on his back for he had little to nothing that tied him down - only a broken windchime of old times long gone dangled from his neck for now, incapable of chiming anymore.

an irony, a broken relic for a fallen son.

© LEXASPERATED