Two Kind Uncles Shoting to the Beat
Francisco Yuhan looked at the anonymous k2 peak in his hands and felt jubilant. He walked over to the window and reflected on his cold surroundings. He had always hated unprecedented K2 with its terrible, tart trees. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel jubilant. Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Lie Rohe. Lie was an independent monster with ginger arms and big legs. Francisco gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a honest, b
