Sixth Shadow: [Accidental Video]
[Stray is sitting somewhere inside the library, as evidenced by the stacks of books surrounding her. Several lay open around her crossed legs, but her attention isn't held by any of them. The duskstrider is gazing out the window into the aether. She murmurs quietly to herself.]
Spot gone. Little Spot's gone. ...Miss them.
[In some ways she had felt closer to the large reptiles than she did to any of the people in the city. Warm-blooded friends were a new thing, but cold-blooded ones had raised her and loved for her like one of their own. Spot... well, losing him affected her more than she realizes.
From the shadows spills a small creature about the size of a mouse, formed of the dark spaces between stars with silver crescent eyes cut out of the very fabric of reality. It ripples over the ground like water to perch on Stray's knee, chiming softly in a haunting echo of any real noise. Stray reaches down to pat the thing on the head, smiling softly.
From a pile of books, the communicator silently broadcasts this scene to the city at large without her knowledge.]
Spot gone. Little Spot's gone. ...Miss them.
[In some ways she had felt closer to the large reptiles than she did to any of the people in the city. Warm-blooded friends were a new thing, but cold-blooded ones had raised her and loved for her like one of their own. Spot... well, losing him affected her more than she realizes.
From the shadows spills a small creature about the size of a mouse, formed of the dark spaces between stars with silver crescent eyes cut out of the very fabric of reality. It ripples over the ground like water to perch on Stray's knee, chiming softly in a haunting echo of any real noise. Stray reaches down to pat the thing on the head, smiling softly.
From a pile of books, the communicator silently broadcasts this scene to the city at large without her knowledge.]