Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Peeing*

The morning came as usual. And it was the sound of the birds chirping that managed to wake up the slumbering tribal chief. But although the day was the same and the sun rose just like yesterday, something was different.

The main difference was, of course, in our tribal chief himself. It was not something physical like a hair change, but a mental shift. A shift perceived only by the smile on his lips.