07-05-2019, 11:51 PM
Asha assured him that Tobias was trustworthy. That was the very problem: she said everyone was trustworthy. Didn’t matter, he thought, tugging on his gloves after freshly washing his hands. The world was full of betrayal, judgement, and condemnation. He navigated it well-enough thus far and he would be capable of rowing this boat along whatever rapids awaited.
Speaking of boats, he had no idea whether or not to be impressed by Tobias’ acquisition. Asha was typically awed, but her joy was amusing, and he hung back while the affectionate woman made their greetings.
He wore his typical black slicker that dusted anchors of his boots. Hair was tamed with twin frizzy braids along his face yet rippled onyx rapids along his back. The only hint of color was the silver outline of a dead tree blazed on a black shirt on his chest.
Speaking of boats, he had no idea whether or not to be impressed by Tobias’ acquisition. Asha was typically awed, but her joy was amusing, and he hung back while the affectionate woman made their greetings.
He wore his typical black slicker that dusted anchors of his boots. Hair was tamed with twin frizzy braids along his face yet rippled onyx rapids along his back. The only hint of color was the silver outline of a dead tree blazed on a black shirt on his chest.