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*P.S. Zen - lock180 - 08-05-2024
Placed on the table in front of Zenzeroni is what is always placed on the table, a game of solitaire. Being a kicker is a lonely thankless job and Zenzeroni had found solace in playing another game that tested that solitude. he only adds to this idea of isolation with his cabin in the Yellowknife woods. Surrounded by nothing but nature he is truly and utterly, alone. Silence echoes and seems to resonate throughout the cabin until with a start, the grandfather clock in the corner of the room begins to rhythmically toll. Zenzeroni stares at the grandfather clock's pendulum swing back and forth, until, with a grunt of annoyance, he stands up. Folklore says there is something out in these woods. Some, no. Most people have given up on the idea that the Sabercat could still be around. Zenzeroni is not one of those people. He walks past his trusty Ghost and into the woods. Arriving at a seemingly random location, Zenzeroni gets down on one knee and sets a snare trap. The Sabercat is not something Zenzeroni fears in these woods. There is something far more dangerous that not even a trap can stop. Zenzeroni glances around, a slight nervousness in his eyes as he rushes back to his cabin and bolts the door behind him hoping to keep the dangers of the woods out of his cabin. He'd check the trap later that night to see if he had caught anything. Now alone once more in his cabin, Zenzeroni warms his hands by the crackling fire before sitting back down at the table. Solitude tends to make the mind go crazy, or so they say, as Zenzeroni continues his game of solitaire without a card in sight.......