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fandomtownies2015-04-19 08:00 pm
endsthegame) wrote in fandomtownies2015-04-19 08:00 pm
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A Stone in the Woods, Sunday at Sunset
Nothing could last forever. Least of all a life.
And what had been given would have to be returned, now that the stone's power was dimming.
It had rested quietly here, in the middle of the woods. But now, the mists were pouring out of it again, spreading quietly over the clearing. Calling again, but this time asking for a return, a goodbye, and a passing.
[[ for departures and goodbyes. ]]
And what had been given would have to be returned, now that the stone's power was dimming.
It had rested quietly here, in the middle of the woods. But now, the mists were pouring out of it again, spreading quietly over the clearing. Calling again, but this time asking for a return, a goodbye, and a passing.
[[ for departures and goodbyes. ]]