Season & Year
"Are you... Sage?"
Dressed in a brown woolen cloak, a young man of unimpressive stature stood at the merchant's stand in the middle of the town square. The hood on his cloak was a size too large for him, and while the features above his nose were concealed, you could see how well taken care of he was beneath. Unlike the ruffians and commonfolk he waded through on his way to this merchant, his lips weren't chafed and chapped—but peachy and soft like the rest of his skin. His hair was long for a man, too short to drape over his shoulders, but dangled past his neck like strands of oaky brown silk. Normally, it'd be tied up into a bun, but like the last few days, it was becoming a mess.
Cole slightly rose his head as he patiently waited for the merchant's reply, revealing just a small sight of his stunning shamrock eyes, similar to that of emeralds or some other jewel. But the expression on his shadowed face seemed dull—stunted. The way he stared at the merchant's wares with unwavering interest, there was resolve in his eyes fueled by a conviction like no other. The look on his face was lost and unemotional, and yet it seemed like he was here for more than just an errand.
Three days ago, he would've never entertained the thought of murder. Just earlier today, he would've never thought he'd take the first step of carrying it out for real.
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