Apr 12, 2011 20:52
[Birdsong, and wind through leaves are the only things to hear, at first. Then leaves crunch under her bare feet. She curses under her breath -- but then she gasps, loudly, at the sight of Memoria.]
Bloody flames, how do you forget to dream shoes -- I think that might be the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
[Long, long pause. The m.net device picks up only ambient noises.]
There's no Black City. But you can see it from anywhere in the Fade... Right, if this is a dream, then I want a pair of shoes. [Beat.] Maker's tits.
memoria,
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