The bowstring tenses. The archer exhales, his fingers grazing the arrow’s fletching. A deep breath steadies his stance.
Then, with a quiet thrum, the arrow slices through the humid Singapore air, striking the target with a satisfying thud.
The bowstring tenses. The archer exhales, his fingers grazing the arrow’s fletching. A deep breath steadies his stance.
Then, with a quiet thrum, the arrow slices through the humid Singapore air, striking the target with a satisfying thud.