A small excerpt from my current project.
Neither of the pair proved intimidating. Ruben Schulman, although standing at six feet two inches, lacked an impressive figure; lanky with an awkward posture that stayed consistent and a mess of blonde hair that stripped him of any attempted authority. His sister, Hannah, while managing to hold herself straight, had no height to boast of and a practically nonexistent figure. Their clothes hung off both of them loosely, providing an image similar to a child wearing its parents clothing. Both of them gently made their way through the delicate network of caverns stretching two miles between the large April sanctum and their own home. Hannah navigated the tunnels with natural grace as if every step were memorized while Ruben stumbled along behind her, having difficulty just keeping up with his sister. Slung over their shoulders were lidded buckets that they were careful not to jostle; their tangible benefits. With an uncle situated in a comfortable, authoritative position at the April city the two found themselves aptly provided for each month. These supplies proved their worth not only to themselves but to the ten that also made up their private refuge in the underground (as it was duly termed). In three months it would be the fourth year since they had broken away from the larger sanctum and created their own colony. So far, few problems had arisen and they discovered that the rural life proved much more peaceful than the cramped underground cities. People had left the sanctums before, some of them even traveling back to the acidic surface of the planet for reasons unknown. Leaving the cities hardly caused any problems, but once anyone left it was quite the ordeal to get back in.
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