worn by time and wormholes
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Kansas stared at the fossil, his eyes tracing each little line in the stone. It was amazing to have so suddenly found someone who could appreciate the profound beauty of the small object. He didn't feel rushed with this male, strangely; he didn't feel the need to fill each moment with conversation. The stanger introduced himself simply, and then a comfortable silence followed and Kansas simply continued to study the treasure Hemming had found. His eyes flickered to him as he spoke thoughtfully, sky eyes emulating the roving gold ones toward the cliffs and caves nearby. He imagined the impressions of large, unfathomable creatures deep within the walls. It was almost too much to try to consider the living creatures of previous eons.



"I... have no idea. There are probably all different kinds of fossils like this." Kansas straightened his stance, an idea coming to mind. His eyes found the handsome male's face once more, wondering if he would agree. "Want to look around for more?" He didn't know if it was likely that there would actually be more fossils lying around. But it was worth the little adventure. Besides, he couldn't imagine Savina's or his children's reactions to something like Hemming's discovery.





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