[He rests a moment, his foot on the step of the shovel's blade. Some designs, it seems, are universal.]
I live on an island. [Not an entire truth. Not a lie. He has no issue being forthcoming so long as the details remain sparse and tightly leashed.] We see a great many storms.
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I live on an island. [Not an entire truth. Not a lie. He has no issue being forthcoming so long as the details remain sparse and tightly leashed.] We see a great many storms.