The weight of his luggage wore heavy on Worldling’s shoulders. This was saying something, given his physical prowess. With each laboured step, he made his way a little bit closer to his home– the shop his littermates had set up in his name. The thought left a little smile on his face, filling him thoroughly with the determination to press on, and not leave all of his stuff lying in a heap on the ground for imps to find and ravage.
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