He shrugs and opens his mouth uselessly, gesturing to his throat. Sorry, can't speak. Holding out his hands, golden sand accumulates in his palms, trickling between his fingers. Some of that sand spirals off to collect over his head to form a silhouette of a man]
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He shrugs and opens his mouth uselessly, gesturing to his throat. Sorry, can't speak. Holding out his hands, golden sand accumulates in his palms, trickling between his fingers. Some of that sand spirals off to collect over his head to form a silhouette of a man]