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March 7th, 2013

Wyo very valuable had been stolen from him, Adrian listened first for the sounds of his flock - tents flapping, dogs yapping almost casually, a soft, calm crunch of footsteps, the moderate murmur of voices - and allowed himself to relax, the sounds were there and norarette pack

Naked except for his green boxers, Adrian lit a joint, not cold but aware of the chill in the tent His watch showed it was 5:33 aet his busy day started, and he took an extra five to get ready The day's list was almost double what it usually was, and everyone would be busy right up to the shooting contest after dinner

He hit the joint hard and rubbed the sleep frohed at the lungful of srow it Too bad that wouldn't be allohen they settled down somewhere, but if he let in one, all the rest would follow In theelse, forcing people off of their habits without hi to be a cruel leader

Adrian inhaled harder, until his lungs burned He was tired and worried, his usual state of being since the War, and it took only a few hits for hi the day, fitting things together for convenience, his higherfor those he had to believe were still on their way Maybe they were already here, just overlooked Maybe he'd passed them by

"I need help!" Adrian shouted silently, "I can't keep doing this alone!"

The leader let out a harsh sigh, knowing he would keep trying until he was used up, and probably even beyond that He wouldn't give up as his father had The guilt rolled over hiht the wrongs that he could

Adrian got up, again listening for his people, so They were the reason he worked so hard, and he began toon his black jacket against the chill ofwind, and his eyes went ily look of it So their way Rain? Snow? Both? He would have to look, and thatall of those he was searching for would also have - to one degree or another