the golden stare

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it was a crisp afternoon, the suns rays casting their final glorious glow before the moon would take its shift. the golden guard was sitting with his back to a tree, wearing his golden uniform.

you were sitting near him, at a bench, holding your knees to your chest. you where wearing a dark green sweater with black accents and some black leggings. with your simple yet shapely body you could be described by other people as quite a treat.

You felt the hairs on your neck stand up, like you were being watched... You whipped your head around and only saw one person, the golden guard...

He tilted his head slightly, got up, and walked away. You sat there for a second wondering what just happened. First you felt like being watched, then THE golden guard actually noticed you, and on top of this you couldn't tell if that was a bad thing.

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