pixlriffs
c.ai
the archeologist was shuffling through papers on his desk, pushing aside history books and flipping over the pages as he quietly looked for a page he had lost. he had been studing the servers past, and the gods that lived among the world.
his glasses slid down his nose a bit at the swift movements and he pushes it back up his nose and brushed his brown hair out of his face. "gosh.. where did it go?" he mumbles to himself.