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06-27-2016, 04:46 PM
This place again.
Caneo finds today he prefers the endless mirror of this shallow beach to the empty honesty of that other one. When he ghosts through familiar places, he can't help remembering. And memory walks hand in hand with regret, with wasted opportunities and the terrible truth of his own poor judgment. He prefers the half-reality of dusk found here, where his shadow walks on one side and his reflection walks on the other. Both consider him with mild amusement; his features naturally fall in such a way. Even at rest, Caneo lies.
Irritated, he jerks his gaze up and away from his own narrow features. And there is nothing, nothing to keep a bored spy busy in this place — or in Helovia at all. His pale eyes narrow as he scans the space between water and sky. Perhaps.... Perhaps he could walk out to where the ocean deepens, lose himself, find something interesting. But he's too wary, too fond of life, to be that foolish. The small, blue voice in the back of his mind requests sanity, anyway, from where she hunts frogs between the roots of a gnarled tree. He decides not to disappoint her too badly today.
Instead, he swings his head inland. And the swinging catches in the rest of his body, and it all turns into a small hop, his damp fetlocks splattering his belly with cool liquid when he lands. When last he breached this place, he had found something interesting. He recalls the steps of their dance now, though he fails to recreate them. Restless, his eyes track the lonely marsh birds and the slowly spreading haze of yellow-orange bled by the sun. When the bravest of the feathered things skitters too close, he leaps after it. His toes kick up bright droplets of water like red and yellow jewels. Even the scattering of spread wings fails to entertain him though, and with a snort, the silver creature leaves them be. He isn't cruel, but he is bored, bored, bored — Caneo almost envies the soldiers and their relentless bravado.
we set them up all night
just to watch them falling@Kitty would love a teaching spar if you have the time & energy :)
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