Apr 16, 2009 18:50
Antimony is sitting at a table, wearing a loose skirt and a blouse. Her eyes are closed. There is also light pink stone sitting on a table across the bar-room from her. Suddenly, it swirls into existence in her hand with a BLINK.
"Curious," she says, turning it over her fingers, and is thankful she can study it without Reynardine being here.
Very thankful.
anomalous muses