mogget_cat: (h-soulful)
Yrael, the Eighth Bright Shiner ([personal profile] mogget_cat) wrote 2010-03-10 03:40 am (UTC)

The sun in high and bright in the cloudless blue, baking the city below.

Yrael practically purrs, feeling the dry heat both above and below, from the sun and from the roof under his bare feet.

Eventually, he'll notice that the roof they're standing on is strung with lines, hung with... drying laundry?

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