Nov 08, 2006 12:45
Krycek is outside, propped up against a tree with folded arms.
From behind his sunglasses, green eyes dart this way and that and survey the area as though they're in search of something.
Every so often, they fall still and focus on the forest.
... and eventually, they stop moving altogether.
He looks like he's in a trance.
Snap him out of it?
carlotta brown,
shadow (american gods)