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realityshifted2009-06-21 11:40 pm
lamb_of_gold) wrote in realityshifted2009-06-21 11:40 pm
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[Mu is sitting at the little wooden table he was at not too long ago. There is a small, clay decanter beside him on the table, about half full.
[His head is resting on his hand, which, in turn is propped up on the table itself. His eyes are closed and for all he's moving, he may well be asleep. It may, in fact, be very easy to think so...until one notices the small stack of pebbles roughly in the centre of the table, which are floating and arranging themselves in cute little patterns, shifting every few seconds until they finally arrange themselves into a pillar.
[Slowly his eyes open, and the pebbles, one by one, slip off their little tower and into a star pattern on the table. Mu sighs.]
I can't stand being in that temple with the entire Sanctuary so absolutely depressed.
[His head is resting on his hand, which, in turn is propped up on the table itself. His eyes are closed and for all he's moving, he may well be asleep. It may, in fact, be very easy to think so...until one notices the small stack of pebbles roughly in the centre of the table, which are floating and arranging themselves in cute little patterns, shifting every few seconds until they finally arrange themselves into a pillar.
[Slowly his eyes open, and the pebbles, one by one, slip off their little tower and into a star pattern on the table. Mu sighs.]
I can't stand being in that temple with the entire Sanctuary so absolutely depressed.