[6 hasn't left the graveyard since yesterday. it helps that he doesn't eat or sleep. he's somehow gotten a phonograph out there, and it's been quietly playing a song over and over.


6 is sitting on the crank handle as it slowly spins around and around, kicking his feet a little and looking thoughtfully out at the graves that are left.]

[shuffle. shuffle shuffle. 6's tiny voice from below.]

7...?

[shuffle, shuffle... what sounds like a tiny creature clambering up a stack of books... wobble, wobble, a tower of books falling over, something glass being knocked over, and a splash as 6 falls.]

O-Oh. [but this doesn't seem to perturb him in the least! shuffle, shuffle, clamber. ( Read more... )

Library Filter
[7 stands a long time, quiet, just outside of 6's little hovel. She realized she still had time to find out what had happened him at home, to understand what he'd be going back to, if he ever did, unlike the opportunities she'd wasted with Shortpack and 5 ( Read more... )

(  7 )

[dictated quietly, as usual. but the fact that he's talking now must be a good sign!]

This place... ah.

It changed, um... it changed me, but I'm... the way I was before, now.

[and on that note...]

( 7 )

[6 has been doing phenomenally well, despite not having a body. in fact, with the way he's been wandering around, you'd think this was preferable to his body. he may be green, glowing, and somewhat transparent... but he doesn't look awkward or shuffle-y at all ( Read more... )

[he's drawing that thing again. it shows up in his pictures a lot. a circle, usually, full of vines or snakes or squiggly lines or... they go every which-way, sometimes. sometimes they almost make a pattern. he's got a whole page full of them ( Read more... )

[there are some ink stains and smudges on the page, but that's probably just because his little pen-nib fingers get ink on everything. he speaks in his usual, almost-whisper.]

I was looking at books... in the room. The library.

[he pauses and mumbles a little, too quiet to make out. he's shy.]

What is... snow... like...?

It looks like it would ( Read more... )

[well, this is kind of a long story ( Read more... )

[it's lucky that he's got such a strangely good handle on his thumbs. he's drawing something across the entire two pages of the journal, mostly just a bunch of scribbly, shadowy figures. people? animals? it's hard to tell ( Read more... )