Spun (2012)
“He walked along in the shadows of the street, as was his habit, although it was hardly necessary on such a night. It was still raining, the sky inky black, except for the occasional flash of lightning, and few people were about. He imagined them home, warm, and cozy by their fires, their children on their lap. He shook the mental image from his head, told himself to focus on his business, and continued on his way.
Tillz hated coming into the village, hated leaving his secluded hut in the woods and venturing out among the people. He had become accustomed to his solitude and found the presence of others disconcerting. Thankfully, he needed to travel to the village only rarely, having become mostly self-sufficient over the years. Still, there were a few items he could not make, a few food staples he could not kill or trap for himself, and so venture into the village he must a few times each year. On these visits, he conducted his business as efficiently as possible, dealt only with a few... trusted merchants, and returned to his forest sanctuary as quickly as he could.MoreLess
Tillz hated coming into the village, hated leaving his secluded hut in the woods and venturing out among the people. He had become accustomed to his solitude and found the presence of others disconcerting. Thankfully, he needed to travel to the village only rarely, having become mostly self-sufficient over the years. Still, there were a few items he could not make, a few food staples he could not kill or trap for himself, and so venture into the village he must a few times each year. On these visits, he conducted his business as efficiently as possible, dealt only with a few... trusted merchants, and returned to his forest sanctuary as quickly as he could.MoreLess
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