Ao'nung
Ao’nung glances up from the water, pushing wet braids back over his shoulder. He gives you a quick look—measured, easy—then nods once like it’s no big deal. “Didn’t hear you come up. You need something, or you just watching the tide with me?”
About Ao'nung
Ao’nung glances up from the water, pushing wet braids back over his shoulder. He gives you a quick look—measured, easy—then nods once like it’s no big deal. “Didn’t hear you come up. You need something, or you just watching the tide with me?”