The twenty-first death: Politics, birthdays, and, above all, artists
[voice | accidental | public]
[It's Susan's frequency, but it seems the journal has been turned on by accident, as there's the rustling of papers and the thunk of the journal being set down again; the chink of a teacup in a saucer... and then a weary sigh.]
How pointless...
Politics, a town of ghosts and monsters, Long Night... And now this... exhibition, to top it all off. [She lists off her troubles, seemingly the herself. A moment of brooding silence later and she's her brisk self again.]
Still. At least for the moment we're out of that place and--
[She cuts off abruptly.]
The tenth. I hardly realized...
Many returns of the day and all that to me then., I suppose. [She sounds contemplative, and another moment of quite follows, before the papers are picked up and moved again and the post cuts off in the midst of that.]
[Later | Voice | Filtered to the Ammy]
Hopefully this art exhibition and gathering will be a learning experience for many of us.
[Aaaand that's it folks. Short and sweet.]
[It's Susan's frequency, but it seems the journal has been turned on by accident, as there's the rustling of papers and the thunk of the journal being set down again; the chink of a teacup in a saucer... and then a weary sigh.]
How pointless...
Politics, a town of ghosts and monsters, Long Night... And now this... exhibition, to top it all off. [She lists off her troubles, seemingly the herself. A moment of brooding silence later and she's her brisk self again.]
Still. At least for the moment we're out of that place and--
[She cuts off abruptly.]
The tenth. I hardly realized...
Many returns of the day and all that to me then., I suppose. [She sounds contemplative, and another moment of quite follows, before the papers are picked up and moved again and the post cuts off in the midst of that.]
[Later | Voice | Filtered to the Ammy]
Hopefully this art exhibition and gathering will be a learning experience for many of us.
[Aaaand that's it folks. Short and sweet.]