Nap Time

He lifted his eyes slowly from his work, taking in the sight of the woman and grinning as she stepped toward him. She asked what he was working on and his smile widened. “A knife little flower.” He told her and slid his half shaped work toward her. “It’s made from a stone called Obsidian, when I’m done making an edge I’ll wrap this part in leather.” He explained, gesturing to half the stone which had been thinned to accommodate a handle. “Would you care to help me?” He offered. From his back Writhe and Ruin twitched their noses, and lifted onto their back legs, investigating the woman from a distance.

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