Robin let his body fall to the ground, not in surrender but in contemplation. He slumped where he stood, lowering himself until he sat cross-legged at the base of the towering palm tree.
With a weary groan, he leaned back against its bark and rested his hands atop his raised knees. Then, he simply.
breathed. A long, tired breath that escaped his lungs like smoke from an old battlefield.
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