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(Does this mean more Soulfire editing for me to read soon? ;p)
He had the sky back. <- Awwww.. *cuddles Nuan*
I - am - watching - the - stars. <- Poor Schiri. Does he not understand the wonders of stargazing?
"I wonder if I will understand you any better than I do now, you and your sky." <- It's not like I didn't feel bad enough for him at first. *pats Schiri's shoulder* I shall endeavour not to get caught in feline taunting again.
that evening. <- I think you'll want to rephrase the paragraph a little, me dear. Since 'night' is later than 'evening' I'm still trying to figure out whether it's the evening before the night mentioned or one a lot later in the timeframe
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No, Schiri doesn't get it. As far as he can see, they're stars and they're up there pretty much every night, so what's the problem?
I shall endeavour not to get caught in feline taunting again. That's okay. Thalian can take over for you. ^_-
Ack, I often use night/evening interchangeably, and I've never quite known why. Ta for that.
And eh, it's not hard to go through life as a Schiri. It's depressingly easy and wasteful, methinks. :/ He just doesn't stop and enjoy the kitties of life.
[puzzled] I missed Schiri and Nuan joining the army...sleeping on the ground in that sort of cold makes you wake up really achy from the shivering...are there no bugs about?
I was terrified of the stars as a child...I suppose they're a lot more calming if you don't know what they are, maybe thinking them jewels on a closed vault of heaven rather than maybe-dead lights that make the darkness cold and deep and distant...
No bugs in the cold, surely ... or am I just thinking about Australian bugs? XD *no comment on the army* I'll put some achy shivering in.
I live on stars. The Australian sky is a field of little diamonds, and even though I've always loved it, I never realised how much until I went to Japan and started star-starving }_{
Don't you find the idea of watching the light of a star that died millions of years ago amazing? It's like an echo you can see. Eerie. *vagues out*
Dunno...there's generally woodlice in a forest floor well into the winter here...
Ah, there's no stars in a London sky, I still sometimes stop and stare and bare my teeth to them as they appear over Bristol.
[shudders] It makes me think that when the entirety of this earth is obliterated no-one will ever know it, or the works that were on it, even eventually when our sun dies and the solar system grows cold over bilions of miles of space. They make a sun seem like a speck of diamond-dust, the faint light of million-year-old death reaching out to finger skin, trees, even stone...
There probably are here, too (we call them slater-bugs, I think? are they the same?) ... didn't think of those. Ta!
*curious* Really? You want someone else to know? You know, though. What's here now is pretty beautiful in its way - not everything has the privilege of existing in this instant, after all. It won't last, but it existed for a while, and it was worth it if you think it was. [/two-bit philosophy]
I personally enjoy being insignificant in the universe. Leaves me free to decide that my purpose is to be happy and to do whatever I can to make others likewise, since for whatever reason, that's one of the things that contributes to purpose no. 1. And I mistrust the impulse to give an artificial name to that 'whatever reason', so that's as far as I take it.
Aghhh, I need to see London! O_o Tower ... the Tower ... *twitch*
Yikes, it'd have to be rocking an awful lot to make the stars look like they were moving! The stars are like a still backdrop when you're on the water.
*waves hands distractingly* Don't think too hard about that. Look at the shiny monkey. XD
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He had the sky back. <- Awwww.. *cuddles Nuan*
I - am - watching - the - stars. <- Poor Schiri. Does he not understand the wonders of stargazing?
"I wonder if I will understand you any better than I do now, you and your sky." <- It's not like I didn't feel bad enough for him at first. *pats Schiri's shoulder* I shall endeavour not to get caught in feline taunting again.
that evening. <- I think you'll want to rephrase the paragraph a little, me dear. Since 'night' is later than 'evening' I'm still trying to figure out whether it's the evening before the night mentioned or one a lot later in the timeframe ( ... )
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No, Schiri doesn't get it. As far as he can see, they're stars and they're up there pretty much every night, so what's the problem?
I shall endeavour not to get caught in feline taunting again.
That's okay. Thalian can take over for you. ^_-
Ack, I often use night/evening interchangeably, and I've never quite known why. Ta for that.
And eh, it's not hard to go through life as a Schiri. It's depressingly easy and wasteful, methinks. :/ He just doesn't stop and enjoy the kitties of life.
Thanks for reading, sweetness XD
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*prods Thalian* Does he not feel the least bit of pity for poor Schiri?
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*pats pockets*
*checks pockets in other pair of pants*
... Guess not. Well, I tried.
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I was terrified of the stars as a child...I suppose they're a lot more calming if you don't know what they are, maybe thinking them jewels on a closed vault of heaven rather than maybe-dead lights that make the darkness cold and deep and distant...
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I live on stars. The Australian sky is a field of little diamonds, and even though I've always loved it, I never realised how much until I went to Japan and started star-starving }_{
Don't you find the idea of watching the light of a star that died millions of years ago amazing? It's like an echo you can see. Eerie. *vagues out*
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Ah, there's no stars in a London sky, I still sometimes stop and stare and bare my teeth to them as they appear over Bristol.
[shudders] It makes me think that when the entirety of this earth is obliterated no-one will ever know it, or the works that were on it, even eventually when our sun dies and the solar system grows cold over bilions of miles of space. They make a sun seem like a speck of diamond-dust, the faint light of million-year-old death reaching out to finger skin, trees, even stone...
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*curious* Really? You want someone else to know? You know, though. What's here now is pretty beautiful in its way - not everything has the privilege of existing in this instant, after all. It won't last, but it existed for a while, and it was worth it if you think it was. [/two-bit philosophy]
I personally enjoy being insignificant in the universe. Leaves me free to decide that my purpose is to be happy and to do whatever I can to make others likewise, since for whatever reason, that's one of the things that contributes to purpose no. 1. And I mistrust the impulse to give an artificial name to that 'whatever reason', so that's as far as I take it.
Aghhh, I need to see London! O_o Tower ... the Tower ... *twitch*
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Anyway, I like how you weave his past memories into it, even if the rest of my brain is groping to figure where on the timeline this snippet falls. ;)
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*waves hands distractingly* Don't think too hard about that. Look at the shiny monkey. XD
Thanks for reading, hon!
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Where?!
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It's not anything to do with WtF, is it?
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*hugs Nuan* So strange to see him not being annoying. Is he *GASP* growing up? =0! Surely not!
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Thankees hon ^_^
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