07-24-2014, 06:24 PM
Astien was now on his way to a little house just off the west side, quite a ways from the affluent neighborhood he had just left. His feet and back were aching, but he tried to ignore it, as he tried to ignore his angry little one. He had his arms wrapped around his belly, trying to keep it warm. He had forgotten about trying to keep his cloak closed as it flapped in the wind behind him.
I'm just here for a laugh