when the fir needles fall // return

[Sundayprayers]

  For how long would one say that smile would remain on the worn hellhound's maw? Twenty seconds or even shorter. The lynx found himself over where this could have clearly remained the worst prior moment of his life.  Why did Jer have to come back.  He was in complete and honest danger, Augustin was also here.  That bastard would love to make his life a total hell.

Augustine was horribly pigheaded in moments like this and here he was just mere moments away from this. That constricting urge to violent cough was making his throat scratch and itch.  No amount of water could take care of this, and he knew it was only going to get much and more worse.

So what caused him to speak these words, as much as he restrained from showing any kind of sign that his worst enemy was also here. "Welcome to the pitts Jerisidie." came the soft murmur, that was has much has he could speak, without causing more strain on his probably damned vocal cords.

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