River Tam (
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[OOC: After this.]
River is outside, flung in a sprawled huddle in the dew-damp grass.
The stars spin overhead; the waning half moon sheds a glittering trail on the lake. The only sounds are waves lapping, and wind through leaves, and, somewhere, crickets.
And River's choking sobs.
River is outside, flung in a sprawled huddle in the dew-damp grass.
The stars spin overhead; the waning half moon sheds a glittering trail on the lake. The only sounds are waves lapping, and wind through leaves, and, somewhere, crickets.
And River's choking sobs.