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fandomtownies2011-03-08 06:51 pm
therewaslife) wrote in fandomtownies2011-03-08 06:51 pm
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The Graveyard | Evening | Tuesday | March 8
It seemed that Bod was spending more time in town than in the dorms this week. He didn't exactly know why but it felt right. Despite it being crisp and cool, Bod felt refreshed and comforted when he stepped into the familiar confines of the graveyard. He knew many of the headstones by heart now, could close his eyes and recite the epitaphs quietly before opening them and saying hello to the person buried there.
Bod remembered that it had been a night similar to this when the ghosts had danced the Macabray. He remembered the singing and the dancing, he remembered the Lady on the Grey and the way everything seemed to spark to a different kind of life back then.
Eyes closed, Bod breathed in the cool air and let those memories fill him up. Sometimes, he did think about good things. Sometimes.
[Post is open if anyone's near the graveyard, of course]
Bod remembered that it had been a night similar to this when the ghosts had danced the Macabray. He remembered the singing and the dancing, he remembered the Lady on the Grey and the way everything seemed to spark to a different kind of life back then.
Eyes closed, Bod breathed in the cool air and let those memories fill him up. Sometimes, he did think about good things. Sometimes.
[Post is open if anyone's near the graveyard, of course]