GRIPPING WITH A CRATE FULL OF SKINS

The air was thick with an aroma of cured flesh. Beads of perspiration dotted his temple as he carefully lifted the heavy crate. Inside, a heap of trophies glistened in click here the faint light. Each one a reminder of his recent journey. He knew these pelts were more than just raw materials. They were a symbol to his prowess. Every one a story wa