GRIPPING WITH A CRATE FULL OF SKINS

The air was thick with the scent of leather. Beads of perspiration dotted his temple as he gingerly lifted the heavy crate. Inside, a jumble of trophies glistened in the faint light. Each one a memory of his recent journey. He knew these pelts were more than just raw materials. They were a testament to his skill. Every one a story waiting to be un