
As dawn spread over the campsite, the paladin practiced his devotions. His swinging blade coruscated in the light of the rising sun.
The thief watched from the shadows. He appreciated the efficiency of combining sword practice with prayer, although he found the routine somewhat flashy for his taste.
“Is there something I can help you with?” The paladin asked. He appreciated his companion’s skills, but found the little man odious company.
“Oh, don’t mind me,” the thief replied.
The paladin went back to ignoring him. If there was one thing the thief could always steal from him, it was time.
“Tuscan sunrise” by Salvatore Gerace is marked with CC0 1.0.
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