The Preserve, Wednesday afternoon

May 27, 2009 14:37

After spending last night in the mind of a teal deer, Esme went to the common room, got a bowl of milk, and took it outside to the preserve. She found the area she remembered best from last night, set it down, and then stepped back.

That was the thing with Borrowing, you always had to give back.

She didn't worry about checking to see whether it would come around, or she might as well be waiting all day. Instead she just turned back to head to the dorms, figuring it'd finds its way. She'd be back for the bowl later.

[Establishy, but open if you happen to be around.]

esmerelda weatherwax, preserve

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