Sheppard rolled his head to the right and flexed his shoulders till he heard the crackle of loosening joints and tendons. Leaning back, he rested loosely against the cool stone wall behind him. His not-uncomfortable perch on the stone bench afforded him an excellent view of the vista before him, whilst keeping him relatively shaded from prying eyes and scorching sun alike.
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