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fandomtownies2010-04-26 10:46 am
therewaslife) wrote in fandomtownies2010-04-26 10:46 am
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The Graveyard | Mid Morning | Monday | April 26
When Bod woke up, he knew immediately that something was amiss. He wasn't waking up in his bed and he wasn't opening his eyes to see the dull tones of paint on his ceiling. Instead, he was waking up to see the blue of the sky and the dark clouds that suggested rain was coming.
He was in the graveyard. Again. Still. Whatever. The events of the weekend were fresh in his mind and Bod pushed himself into a sitting position, leaning back against the cold granite of the tombstone and taking a breath. That had been unusual to say the least. Being in the graveyard made sense but he still felt a little out of sorts after everything.
And there was a crick in his neck. Bod rolled his neck, hand massaging the crick and not making any move to leave just yet. With a beginning like this, Bod wasn't sure what to expect of the week.
[graveyard's in town so the post is open!]
He was in the graveyard. Again. Still. Whatever. The events of the weekend were fresh in his mind and Bod pushed himself into a sitting position, leaning back against the cold granite of the tombstone and taking a breath. That had been unusual to say the least. Being in the graveyard made sense but he still felt a little out of sorts after everything.
And there was a crick in his neck. Bod rolled his neck, hand massaging the crick and not making any move to leave just yet. With a beginning like this, Bod wasn't sure what to expect of the week.
[graveyard's in town so the post is open!]