Jul 28, 2006 21:25
The stars are out, bright in the sky in strange and beautiful patterns, and so she is out as well. Walking - flitting a bit, twirling - head craned toward the sky and caught up in some absent, almost-dance.
The water splashes lightly around her ankles - the breeze is cool and pleasant - and she laughs brightly.
Nighttime is lovely here.
lethe,
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