take a sip
12-01-2024, 10:13 AM
Ronan just felt heavy, a sense of tiredness had settled into his bones that no amount of sleep could shake. Physically he was in peak condition, a little older than he cared to think about but so far he'd managed to remain unscathed, uninfected. Just barely by the skin of his teeth, since some calls were far too close for comfort. He came to a standstill beside the rapids and eyed the water levels, for Autumn it seemed lower than what he'd come to expect. There hadn't been much rainfall in the past few days, and what little there was amounted to little more than a drizzle. Bending down he started to lap at the water; he still couldn't quite get used to the taste, how refreshing it felt when it touched his tongue. A nice enough change from the shallow puddles polluted with fuck knows what back where he came from. |