Jul 11, 2009 01:20
[Viral's sitting outside. There's sand everywhere--he's in a desert--and he doesn't look good. Not that he looks bad. He just doesn't look good. His clothes are a wreck, his hair is a mess, and he's covered in dirt and sand. He's not hurt, though. He's leaning back against his ganmen, in the shade, hidden from the sun by a cliff's edge.
He's watching someone. And you can hear them. There's children's laughter and parent's scolding. One smallish human girl runs over to him, and "hides" behind a rock. He pretends not to notice her. She runs up to him and drops a ring of flowers at his feet before running back off. He picks it up and stares at it a minute.]
So I guess that's what it's like.
[He picks it up and stands, and glances over at the computer. Noticing the light's on, his eyes widen. Then, after a second's thought, he crushes the wreath in his fist, turning away.]
[... I felt the need to do a fluffy Viral post. STFU]