Yrael, the Eighth Bright Shiner (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
mogget_cat) wrote2006-03-13 11:55 pm
mogget_cat) wrote2006-03-13 11:55 pm
OOM: The Belisaere Spring Festival
You already know about the stars...
*Yrael says as he opens the door of Milliways on the stretch of grey water that is the Ninth Precinct of Death. He looks odd in the glow from the multitude of stars. He's wearing the deep green and black suit for which he asked the bar. Golden thread emboidered into the fabric shines as he steps out into the water. He is, of course, still barefoot. Yrael turns, holding the door open for Svava as she steps through.*
It will not take long, but it may feel like it. We should come into Life a little ways outside of Belisaere. The shops close early for the celebrations of the night, then there is a parade at dawn.
*Yrael says as he opens the door of Milliways on the stretch of grey water that is the Ninth Precinct of Death. He looks odd in the glow from the multitude of stars. He's wearing the deep green and black suit for which he asked the bar. Golden thread emboidered into the fabric shines as he steps out into the water. He is, of course, still barefoot. Yrael turns, holding the door open for Svava as she steps through.*
It will not take long, but it may feel like it. We should come into Life a little ways outside of Belisaere. The shops close early for the celebrations of the night, then there is a parade at dawn.