Through the streets of Fandom, Sunday evening
There was a small blond boy running through town as fast as he could, laughing gleefully.
He was followed by a very ugly dog, (who gave new meaning to the term 'bitza') and hanging onto a long string that stretched up to a big kite. He had to keep running to keep it up in the air.
There were shiny bits of metal attached to the kite, that flicked and glittered in the setting sun, and a long wire wrapped around and around the string.
Igor was hunting lightning.
[ooc: course it's open!]
He was followed by a very ugly dog, (who gave new meaning to the term 'bitza') and hanging onto a long string that stretched up to a big kite. He had to keep running to keep it up in the air.
There were shiny bits of metal attached to the kite, that flicked and glittered in the setting sun, and a long wire wrapped around and around the string.
Igor was hunting lightning.
[ooc: course it's open!]