Atton Rand & miscellaneous names (
suitably_heroic) wrote in
fandomtownies2018-10-07 03:43 pm
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The Woods, Sunday Night
The stone had laid dormant for two full days, its light no more than a gentle heartbeat.
But as the sun began to sink in the distance, that light pulsed back into radiance. Mist crawled back from the edges of the clearing, pulled by the stone's irrepressible gravity.
And so were the dead drawn back to the stone, its call gentle but insistent: come home.
[[ for all your teary goodbyes. open ]]
But as the sun began to sink in the distance, that light pulsed back into radiance. Mist crawled back from the edges of the clearing, pulled by the stone's irrepressible gravity.
And so were the dead drawn back to the stone, its call gentle but insistent: come home.
[[ for all your teary goodbyes. open ]]

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