Wasting away (OC)
(For correspondence and updates, please go to : https://ricebowl70.blogspot.com/2025/08/updates.html ) People liked to say that you were never alone in the forest, that there was always going to be some kind of fairy or animal running around the place that would be keeping you company even if they didn’t interact with you directly. You always thought that was bullshit because, regardless of how many animals you’d see or people you’d interact with, you were always going to be going back home to your little house on the top of the hill, surrounded by the woods to sit in your house and watch whatever you wished during the night, going out during the day to see the sights of the trees and maybe do a bit of hunting whilst you are at it. You took a brief moment to look down at your gun, feeling the heaviness of the metal in your hands and feeling a slight amount of rust fall from it before you looked back up, scanning the horizon. It was pretty important that you did this as you were n...