Leviticus 11:20

He flicked his ear toward the man. “Blessed?” He gave a lingering look as three fireflies buzzed in his bag before he stood on his hind legs to wave the bag through the air again. Fauldr had moved to inspect the other primate, glassy black eyes contemplating the similar creature before the golden baboon reached up to grab lazily at the fireflies above them.

There was a tension in the air that Rain disliked and had no sense of where it had come from. He forced himself to focus on the task at hand as if it would break the electrified air that lived between their silences.

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