[There's something he doesn't see every day. For a moment, he locks up, adrenaline slamming through him at the thought of another glasmpauki being here - it's a longshot, but it's not impossible, and when he was a little kid he used to pray one of his people would abduct him and take him back to the safety of their villages, away from the humans.
But no glasmpauki was ever that dark-haired and his hopes die before they're fully formed. The wind bursts into a gale briefly before dying out again as if nothing happened at all.]
Both would be nice. I think I should get out of the caves first, though, before the tide comes in.
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But no glasmpauki was ever that dark-haired and his hopes die before they're fully formed. The wind bursts into a gale briefly before dying out again as if nothing happened at all.]
Both would be nice. I think I should get out of the caves first, though, before the tide comes in.