This is familiar scenery now, seen only once but graven in the memory. Many of the signs are different, but the buildings and streets and intersections are the same.
Except it's wrong, deeply and chillingly. There's no singing in the air, no subvocal calling of love and always and yes -- nothing but silence and concrete.
These are ordinary city streets.
River's almost running by now, and if her breath is coming fast and harsh it's not from the exertion.
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Date: 2007-08-21 03:45 am (UTC)Except it's wrong, deeply and chillingly. There's no singing in the air, no subvocal calling of love and always and yes -- nothing but silence and concrete.
These are ordinary city streets.
River's almost running by now, and if her breath is coming fast and harsh it's not from the exertion.