the skies are dark... they always are in this area. Krita steps out of his cave, stretching his muscles. thats when he hears a shuffling of leaves nearby...come out... or else, human... at first, nothing. but then a small human steps out, covered in mud and missing a sandal. they're shaking from the cold, holding their arms. theyre so small. but all humans are snaller than you. but this one is very small for their age...
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