Black dust in orbit

Bismuth · 02-13-2022, 07:42 AM

He carried with him some freshly salted and dried meats, a few long and thin pieces of metal he had scrounged up south of the mountain, and a bunch of small brightly coloured uncut gems, all carefully wrapped in a nice flexible piece of hide. Bismuth had taken some time gathering up all these odd bits and pieces, deciding on a somewhat short notice that he wanted to give something back to his friend, to show just how much their friendship meant to him. He wasn't as good at saying it with words, and so defaulted to showing it by more physical means.
Stopping just shy of where he thought Snowflake had set up a place to sleep in, or perhaps they slept there he couldn't quite tell, Bismuth peeked around the corner. Not seeing the familiar form of his friend he slowly walked in, gently setting everything down off to the side. "You in here?" He softly called out, his voice echoing slightly in the room of the cave, waiting silently for a response. There was an itch under his skin to clean up a little, sweep away some of the dust and rocks, maybe even organise some things a bit, but he didn't want to impose too much even if his intentions were good.

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