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river_meimei) wrote2009-11-16 12:47 am
river_meimei) wrote2009-11-16 12:47 am
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It's late evening at Milliways. The sky is purple and indigo; not yet black, but the stars are out, and the last streaks of sunset are fading down the horizon.
A warm fall night. One of the last of the year, maybe.
Simon Tam is walking along the long rolling lawn above the lake, hands in his pockets.
He has been for a while. But now there's a shorter slimmer figure crossing the grass at an angle towards him. She's aiming to intercept, and, from the look of that approach, to join him.
A warm fall night. One of the last of the year, maybe.
Simon Tam is walking along the long rolling lawn above the lake, hands in his pockets.
He has been for a while. But now there's a shorter slimmer figure crossing the grass at an angle towards him. She's aiming to intercept, and, from the look of that approach, to join him.