Tell the tales of the trail of dead
Lovers learned from slower hands
Lovers learned from slower hands
Liam didn't know much about Noe, except that she seemed quite young to take on the role of lead engineer for what was sure to be a very trying couple of seasons until they could wrangle the wilderness into something relatively tame. But her suggestion to train others was met with a look of approval as the carpenter continued to dig in the sand, hazel eyes flicking up to glance at her with renewed interest. Perhaps there was more to her than her youthful enthusiasm.
In any case, Liam continued to dig, grunting his acknowledgement to Colt's plans. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he kept shoveling sand out of the way. It was hard work, if only because half of what he dug out slid haphazardly back in. Such was the difficulty of working with this type of soil. Eventually, though, they were able to secure each of the anchors into place. Taking a brief break, Liam grabbed the canteen of fresh water he'd been sure to bring and took a swig. Then it was back to work, this time helping to prop up the poles that would hold up the tent.
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Liam helps with the tent poles!
In any case, Liam continued to dig, grunting his acknowledgement to Colt's plans. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he kept shoveling sand out of the way. It was hard work, if only because half of what he dug out slid haphazardly back in. Such was the difficulty of working with this type of soil. Eventually, though, they were able to secure each of the anchors into place. Taking a brief break, Liam grabbed the canteen of fresh water he'd been sure to bring and took a swig. Then it was back to work, this time helping to prop up the poles that would hold up the tent.
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Liam helps with the tent poles!
Losing self in myself
And my demons make demands
And my demons make demands
Liam
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
