http://cyfor.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] cyfor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] realityshifted2008-11-14 11:05 am
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[Cy has brought.... a cliff. She is sitting at the top of it, watching a chunk of the ocean below gradually eddy into stillness. There's a winding path to the top, framed by gorse and ruins; Sam, in fact, might recognize the place. Or at least this little part of the place, seeing as she's brought a slice of Tintagel. A slice that will most definitely be returning to her world when she leaves.

She kneads the ground for a moment, singing nonsense to herself before she lays down, rolls over, and walks to the edge of the cliff.]

And when I crumble who shall remember
This lady of the West Country?