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[smoothcriminal]

[There is a boy staring up at the sky, his eyes wide. After a few moments, he blinks and rubs them, then stares some more. It's almost as if he can't believe what he's seeing.]

[[pretend this post is during the day ETA: topped by a raging headache I will pick up later/tomorrow]]

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[foreverandeva]

Oh! Can I help you?

[smoothcriminal]

[jumps at the sound of her voice]

[foreverandeva]

I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

[smoothcriminal]

[shakes his head and . . . looks around]

[koudependent]

[probably echoing Rakan's thoughts]

Are you all right?

[smoothcriminal]

[s-so many people]

[koudependent]

[kneels down]

Do you know this place?

[smoothcriminal]

[shakes his head]

[timeperiod]

[catches him looking up and looks up, too]

[smoothcriminal]

[pretty, pretty sky]

[timeperiod]

[still staring at it]

It doesn't seem to look any different from usual...

[smoothcriminal]

--It's different.

[futureinhand]

It is pretty, isn't it!

[smoothcriminal]

[nods]

[futureinhand]

[takes another look at him and then rubs the bridge of her nose a bit]

Goodness...

[smoothcriminal]

[tilts his head]

[durandork]

[stops, looks at the boy, and then up to the sky, expecting something magical]

[smoothcriminal]

[it is a pretty, blue sky]

[durandork]

Hey. What'cha looking at?

[smoothcriminal]

. . . The sky.