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What are you doing?

Author: Riel
last update publish date: 2026-05-12 18:52:00
Rain crashes through the forest hard enough to blur the world around us.

Within minutes, everything is soaked.

The trees.

The ground.

Us.

Water streams down my face in cold, relentless sheets as thunder rumbles overhead again.

Damon scans the forest quickly, eyes sharp and calculating despite the rain dripping from his dark hair.

Strands fall across his face, obscuring his vision until he shoves them back impatiently.

“We need to move,” he says.

I look down at my ankle.

Still
Riel

Enjoy 😉 I love writing this two argue.

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