"That would be sad, but the true shame would be if my fan club's loyalty were so weak as to be overcome by minor setbacks such as blindness or third degree burns." He grins over his shoulder at her as they walk, the wash of warmth that is their passing into Life flowing over them.
They seem to be in some sort of a well-kept and landscaped garden, with stone walls enclosing it and giving brown vines something to cling to. All the vegetation is bare of leaves or dead, in the late fall day. The air is chill, though a welcome warmth after the deep chill of Death. The sky is mostly full of clouds spotted with the forms of seagulls. Everywhere there is the smell of the sea. Yrael looks around, smiling.
"Ahh. Not too far off the mark. This is one of the castle gardens."
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Date: 2006-12-12 08:14 am (UTC)From:They seem to be in some sort of a well-kept and landscaped garden, with stone walls enclosing it and giving brown vines something to cling to. All the vegetation is bare of leaves or dead, in the late fall day. The air is chill, though a welcome warmth after the deep chill of Death. The sky is mostly full of clouds spotted with the forms of seagulls. Everywhere there is the smell of the sea. Yrael looks around, smiling.
"Ahh. Not too far off the mark. This is one of the castle gardens."