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milliways_bar2005-08-13 09:33 pm
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[OOC: Immediately previous.]
It's not often that Roland looks at the St. Christopher's medal that belonged (belongs, some might say) to Joe Manco from this angle.
The chain is stretched out in front of him on the table, looking like the shaft of a spear. The medal itself is the spear's arrowhead, pointing directly at his right hand.
In front of him is a cup of coffee. No alcohol tonight. Tonight he abstains.
At his left hand is the Dream-lord's Christmas gift -- the small crystal ball that shows memories.
The feeling of ka-shume hasn't lifted. Khef has been shared among the tet. Tomorrow they go to war. So Roland Deschain sits, and drinks his coffee, and maybe every now and again his eyes go up to the photograph of him and Tonks above the bar and he smirks, and he remembers.
After all, as the poet has it --
One taste of the old time sets all to rights.
It's not often that Roland looks at the St. Christopher's medal that belonged (belongs, some might say) to Joe Manco from this angle.
The chain is stretched out in front of him on the table, looking like the shaft of a spear. The medal itself is the spear's arrowhead, pointing directly at his right hand.
In front of him is a cup of coffee. No alcohol tonight. Tonight he abstains.
At his left hand is the Dream-lord's Christmas gift -- the small crystal ball that shows memories.
The feeling of ka-shume hasn't lifted. Khef has been shared among the tet. Tomorrow they go to war. So Roland Deschain sits, and drinks his coffee, and maybe every now and again his eyes go up to the photograph of him and Tonks above the bar and he smirks, and he remembers.
After all, as the poet has it --
One taste of the old time sets all to rights.