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sabra_la_antiqua2012-01-25 10:38 pm
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Who: A small Pavo
Where: The Delphinian shoreline, close to one of the smaller villages outside the capitol
When: Year 192, spring
What: The wind, the stars, the waves
[The moons are almost full tonight, rising together and casting purple shadows across the sands. The stars are bright and clear, the wind gentle enough that the waves of the incoming tide are small and barely capped with white.
The last of the fishing boats has been drawn in, the night is almost quiet . . . and small footsteps make their way down to the beach.]
Where: The Delphinian shoreline, close to one of the smaller villages outside the capitol
When: Year 192, spring
What: The wind, the stars, the waves
[The moons are almost full tonight, rising together and casting purple shadows across the sands. The stars are bright and clear, the wind gentle enough that the waves of the incoming tide are small and barely capped with white.
The last of the fishing boats has been drawn in, the night is almost quiet . . . and small footsteps make their way down to the beach.]
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At length, he leans down just slightly to facilitate that.]