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May. 11th, 2013 07:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pearwaldorf A thing I wrote! It is not the other thing I wrote! Writing two things is exciting!
Everything comes back to Sandman, apparently.
He sees a figure in the distance. She turns into a drell woman, scales pale white. Her eyes are infinite black. From some perspectives she looks human, still pale, with unruly black hair (he is unsurprised by this even though he feels he should be). She smiles as he approaches.
"Hello Thane."He inclines his head respectfully.
Everything comes back to Sandman, apparently.
He sees a figure in the distance. She turns into a drell woman, scales pale white. Her eyes are infinite black. From some perspectives she looks human, still pale, with unruly black hair (he is unsurprised by this even though he feels he should be). She smiles as he approaches.
"Hello Thane."He inclines his head respectfully.
"Kalahira."
"Nobody's called me that in a long time."
"Do so few people keep the old ways then?"
She smiles sadly.
"I've been called many things lately. It's been busy."
"Do you think that will change?"
"That all depends on your friend Shepard. It's rare that I'll meet someone twice."
(His heart twinges at this remark.)
She holds out her hand.
"Are you ready to cross the ocean?"
He thinks of Irikah.
"Yes."
"Take my hand."
The sea is warm, and he remembers nothing else.
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Date: 2013-05-11 10:08 pm (UTC)