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sharpestlxves Β· 3 years ago
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The sun felt warm against his bare skin as he stood out in the grassy knoll. Head tilted back to the sky, he was almost as naked as the day his mother gave birth to him wearing only the ink he had required during his time on earth and a pair of tight black briefs. Green eyes were shut tight as he sent up a silent prayer to his mother and the other gods/goddesses of nature. It was perhaps the closest he had ever felt to his mother, finally feeling like he had a sense of purpose for the first time since the acolyte told him who he really was. When he opened his eyes, he found that someone had been watching - or perhaps just glanced over at the wrong time - but Ender reached out a hand before letting out a small chuckle.Β β€œJoin me,” he called out,Β β€œyou can keep your clothes on, I do not mind.” And it was true. Just because he was out in the sun in his underwear didn’t mean everyone else had to be as well.Β 
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jacksonthewise Β· 3 years ago
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The hunt though the forest had been exhilarating- Artemis had clearly taken it upon herself to shine down on the lot of them considering they’d manged to catch one of her deer as a boom for the festival. Jackson hadn’t been trained as well with a bow as some of his fellow Demi’s but as luck would have it- his arrow had manged to fly straight and true, right into the dears heart. The whole hunt had been a pulse pounding affair- Jackson had run though the Forrest with a few others- the sound of leaves crunching under his foot and the sound of blood pumping in his ears, that spark of...something under his skin during the whole event.Β  It had been a good day and it was almost early evening by the time they arrived back.Β Jackson was smirking as the deer was presented onto the table for the festival, his arrow still lodged into the creature. A hand reaching up to simply strip himself out of his shirt- a mix of blood and sweat already sinking into the fabric as he heard a few of the nymphs cheer around him at the boon.Β  His pants hung low on his hip, and the late afternoon sun shone onto his absΒ  he as he scooped up a cup of nectar, easily drowning it in one go.Β 
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