the feral twin (
rebelseekspizza) wrote in
fandomtownies2019-12-24 06:19 pm
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From The Island's Usual Resting Place to the Rhine, Cologne, Tuesday Evening
Maybe someone had accidentally used the wrong spell. Maybe the island was just sick of how unfestive its environs were. Or maybe Zoe Winchester had just wished badly for a fancy bottle of cologne to show up in time to be put under the tree-- you never really knew, with this island.
But there was a whirl of snow up in the sky out of nowhere, sometime after the sun went down. It lasted but a few minutes-- and then it gave way to festive lights, and the hum of a busy European city bursting with life.
The island wasn't far from the inner city. But its resting place was relatively peaceful, populated only with evening joggers taking a last trip along the Rhine. The train station wasn't far - and with it, the hub of the city's Christmas markets, watched over by the massive Dom.
[[ establishy ]]
But there was a whirl of snow up in the sky out of nowhere, sometime after the sun went down. It lasted but a few minutes-- and then it gave way to festive lights, and the hum of a busy European city bursting with life.
The island wasn't far from the inner city. But its resting place was relatively peaceful, populated only with evening joggers taking a last trip along the Rhine. The train station wasn't far - and with it, the hub of the city's Christmas markets, watched over by the massive Dom.
[[ establishy ]]
