Nov 29, 2009 23:25
[It is the middle of the night. All the stars are out, the two moons shining in the sky, and the streets are quiet and peaceful.
Except for one cold, hungry dog, huddled in an alley near the Marshall Apartments, howling at the sky tragically. Even for an animal cry it sounds desperately lonely...and LOUD.
He places one large paw on the communicator (that he hasn't really figured out how to use), accidentally turning it on so his cry echoes through the device as well.
Hope you weren't enjoying sleeping, Discedo.]
the stars don't align,
howling at the moons,
lonely puppy,
hungry puppy,
misses his girl