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Re: Grain of Sand (Garran)
Finally leaving into the blazing sun, Garran wiped a bit of sweat from his brow. The heat was still almost unbearable, but now that he had finally had rested, he should be ok. Plus, he didn't think the Pharaoh would need to ever subject him to such punishment ever again since his last ordeal humbled him quite a bit.
Off in the distance, he saw a town soon approaching as they continued to walk closer and closer.
Well... if only I had chosen to run in this direction instead, probably wouldn't be in this me- His body stiffened as he soon began to see figures appearing, the scorpion girls that had ravaged him breathless that one day.
On second thought, maybe I did choose the better route.
His feet hesitated to walk for a moment as the idea of the Pharaoh subjecting him to the scorpion woman crawled into his brain. A quick tug on his neck reminded he was tethered physically, and sped his walking speed to prevent the Pharaoh from giving him another nasty choke pull. As he bit his lip, he dreaded what he thought was about to occur.
"Stay here, boy." The Pharaoh ordered.
Wait... what? Sure! No problem! Gladly! Heh... Relief waved over him, and he did as he was ordered without any objection. However, he could already feel the suns heat bearing upon him as he continued to do his best to wait right where she left him. But it was getting too hot. There was a nearby building, and luckily the sun was on the other side of it, casting a shadow across the floor.
Well I'm sure she won't mind if I just move a couple of feet over there.
A deep breath escaped his lungs as he relaxed against the wall to calm his brain down. Stressing too much was never good, and stress was the only thing he has had since he arrived here. Now was probably a good time just to empty his mind and not think, sort of meditation in a way. It was also the first time he actually really had his own time to do what he really wanted.
It didn't last long, as he felt another pull at his neck with the Pharaoh demanding him to follow. The tug caught him by surprise, he grunted in a bit of pain as the collar squeezed tightly about his throat. But he gave an affirmative and obedient nod as soon afterwards.
Ok, good... we're leaving. Hopefully we'll leave the desert all together.
Finally leaving into the blazing sun, Garran wiped a bit of sweat from his brow. The heat was still almost unbearable, but now that he had finally had rested, he should be ok. Plus, he didn't think the Pharaoh would need to ever subject him to such punishment ever again since his last ordeal humbled him quite a bit.
Off in the distance, he saw a town soon approaching as they continued to walk closer and closer.
Well... if only I had chosen to run in this direction instead, probably wouldn't be in this me- His body stiffened as he soon began to see figures appearing, the scorpion girls that had ravaged him breathless that one day.
On second thought, maybe I did choose the better route.
His feet hesitated to walk for a moment as the idea of the Pharaoh subjecting him to the scorpion woman crawled into his brain. A quick tug on his neck reminded he was tethered physically, and sped his walking speed to prevent the Pharaoh from giving him another nasty choke pull. As he bit his lip, he dreaded what he thought was about to occur.
"Stay here, boy." The Pharaoh ordered.
Wait... what? Sure! No problem! Gladly! Heh... Relief waved over him, and he did as he was ordered without any objection. However, he could already feel the suns heat bearing upon him as he continued to do his best to wait right where she left him. But it was getting too hot. There was a nearby building, and luckily the sun was on the other side of it, casting a shadow across the floor.
Well I'm sure she won't mind if I just move a couple of feet over there.
A deep breath escaped his lungs as he relaxed against the wall to calm his brain down. Stressing too much was never good, and stress was the only thing he has had since he arrived here. Now was probably a good time just to empty his mind and not think, sort of meditation in a way. It was also the first time he actually really had his own time to do what he really wanted.
It didn't last long, as he felt another pull at his neck with the Pharaoh demanding him to follow. The tug caught him by surprise, he grunted in a bit of pain as the collar squeezed tightly about his throat. But he gave an affirmative and obedient nod as soon afterwards.
Ok, good... we're leaving. Hopefully we'll leave the desert all together.