Aug 08, 2008 16:46
Caliban is outside again. He still looks battered, tired, and not well, but slightly better than he did, and at least he's been able to eat more. He's picking flowers, as a matter of fact, frowning at them as though he's not quite sure what they're doing there. And indeed, he's not quite sure he does know what they're doing there.
It seemed like a good idea at the time.