KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
Somehow, it had become a competition. Korbin began to put in a bit more effort into his throws when his pebbles were joined by the other dude's, and soon they were raining a hailstorm of rocks over the docks around them. They drew quite a few grim stares after a few narrow misses, but the raven just flashed them a shit-eating grin and kept hurling pebbles.
Then, one of his projectiles sailed quite a bit further than intended. It sailed high over the walkway, out over the edge of the dock and bounced harmlessly off the hull of the ship - the new looking one, that had irked him for some reason he couldn't pinpoint. Maybe because it was new.
"Ha, score!" he quipped, and smirked. Somewhat to his own surprise - he couldn't quite recall when he'd smiled properly last.
Then, one of his projectiles sailed quite a bit further than intended. It sailed high over the walkway, out over the edge of the dock and bounced harmlessly off the hull of the ship - the new looking one, that had irked him for some reason he couldn't pinpoint. Maybe because it was new.
"Ha, score!" he quipped, and smirked. Somewhat to his own surprise - he couldn't quite recall when he'd smiled properly last.
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
