Sep 30, 2010 19:03
[The communicator by his side is switched on and pointing upward toward the sky and temple towering. A few birds flutter across the view, dark shadows against a darker sky. There are stars, and mist, and the boy now laying on the temple steps opens his eyes slowly focusing on the picture before him.
It's cold lying on the stone of the temple steps and eventually he sits up. The sound can be heard over the transmission as a hand claps over the camera for a second. There is movement as the newcomer picks up the device and looks it over. A brief glance of him appears across the screen as he turns it, black hair and dark eyes, then it is focused on the floor between his legs.]
I wonder who this is belong? [His voice can be heard quietly musing to himself] Well, if you find you keep, ey?
ey cowboys,
it's cold outside,
finders keepers