05-26-2014, 03:21 AM
When time was up, Julian wished good bye to the children who were still around and turned to pack up. He was a bit stiff, and he rubbed his thigh where it met his prosthesis. He wasn't right for this sort of work, not at all, but apparently there had been no one else. And, truly, he had enjoyed his time as a curse breaker.
![[Image: julian1_zpsf769cc5f.png]](http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp99/Mommy_Emily/julian1_zpsf769cc5f.png)
As his right leg is prosthetic, Jules tends to limp and walks with a cane carved like a crocodile.
graphic set by MJ




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