[c. 21st Century ~]
Calvin didn't pay much attention to the stranger who brushed by him on the bus. It was unusual to see a man in a kaftan, but the area was in no short supply of hippies, especially the kind who lived in the communes shouldering the native land close by in the desert.
What he did register momentarily was the bronze ring that this tall man wore ... it had a lion's head that resembled a miniature door-knocker. Calvin made a note to himself to trawl the markets when all of this was over, to find one for himself.
Looking briefly for a seat, he half noticed some alarmed faces staring at him. This had happened before. It was because of of the green stain still visible on his right hand. People most likely thought he was a bank robber with a dye stain like he had, yet he had not given them, or it, a second thought …
-Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
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