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fandomtownies2011-01-02 09:25 pm
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The Graveyard; Late Evening
After the picnic, she had spend the whole day wandering the island. Checking the places, wondering what to do next. It looked safe, even felt safe, in a way. That hadn't stopped the Shop for screwing with her before though.
"They...they have a graveyard." Yeah, she hadn't seen that one coming. Still, it was deserted -without considering the graves- so it was safe. For now. She hadn't had any sort of flash or vision or anything, which was getting her on edge. So she would spend the night there, in the graveyard. She would examine the place she was expected to sleep later. As in, later. She didn't need a bed; she didn't know if she could sleep in a bed anytime soon.
So staring at the stars between two graves it was, at least until she found somewhere...cozier.
Her hopes weren't high.
[Open, sure~ This is what happens when Life Attacks.]
"They...they have a graveyard." Yeah, she hadn't seen that one coming. Still, it was deserted -without considering the graves- so it was safe. For now. She hadn't had any sort of flash or vision or anything, which was getting her on edge. So she would spend the night there, in the graveyard. She would examine the place she was expected to sleep later. As in, later. She didn't need a bed; she didn't know if she could sleep in a bed anytime soon.
So staring at the stars between two graves it was, at least until she found somewhere...cozier.
Her hopes weren't high.
[Open, sure~ This is what happens when Life Attacks.]