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Urban Canyon by qaexl
Squeezing his left eye and jamming his right eye into the scope, Renly sweeps down on top of the stocky towhead. His Zen archery training clicks in, thoughts, tensions all recede and fade away, to everything between his target and himself. As the crosshair dances around his target's head, Renly inhales, his fingers already making contact with the trigger--
A slight stirring in the air,-- Renly is not alone in the room.
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