The silence and the stillness are still strange This place is so frozen, suspended and motionless. But slowly it seems to be changing. The wind blows, the branches of the trees stir, their footsteps crunch through the snow. He wonders if it's his imagination that bit by bit things do seem to be moving a bit more, the wind picking up.
His thoughts run similar to his friend's. This place wants them in it, wants to be filled with life. Wants to keep them.
He shifts closer to Raj without consciously thinking about it. "Yeah, it does. Though considering what Blind Michael's lands were like and how much Anoun sucked, that's kind of a low bar."
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Date: 2019-12-20 03:12 am (UTC)His thoughts run similar to his friend's. This place wants them in it, wants to be filled with life. Wants to keep them.
He shifts closer to Raj without consciously thinking about it. "Yeah, it does. Though considering what Blind Michael's lands were like and how much Anoun sucked, that's kind of a low bar."