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castleinthemist2012-02-17 02:09 am
stillshinigami) wrote in castleinthemist2012-02-17 02:09 am
003-- Wonder how long I'll beable to see the moon like this?
Duo sighed, crunching into the fish he'd cooked over the fire that he built out in the court yard. It'd been working well since he'd decided to reduce the ammount of that gruel in his diet, but he knew the fish wouldn't last. Not if people started eating in his example. He finished his meal quickly and lay back, crunching on an apple and looking at the sliver of a moon in the sky.
"Strange. Last time I looked at the moon I could see home." He said to himself through a bite of his apple. "Not like the moon even looks the same when it's full."
He grimaced, looking back up to the stars. There was a little pain there, homesick. The thought of never getting home? Turned his stomach inside and out. A hand falling on his stomach to try and quell that sensation, and he looked back up to the crescent thinking back to the days of his youth in that church. What would the old Father tell him to do at a time like this? Pray for guidance and answers? Pray that he'd get home in one piece? Sounded like just another lost cause to him.
But then again, wouldn't it be ironic if he were wrong? If all he had to do to get out of here was to pray to the lord on high?
"Dammit." With that thought cycling through his mind, he planted both of his palms against his closed eyes, then pulling down at his face. So damn this whole place to hell. He didn't know how much more he could take.
"Strange. Last time I looked at the moon I could see home." He said to himself through a bite of his apple. "Not like the moon even looks the same when it's full."
He grimaced, looking back up to the stars. There was a little pain there, homesick. The thought of never getting home? Turned his stomach inside and out. A hand falling on his stomach to try and quell that sensation, and he looked back up to the crescent thinking back to the days of his youth in that church. What would the old Father tell him to do at a time like this? Pray for guidance and answers? Pray that he'd get home in one piece? Sounded like just another lost cause to him.
But then again, wouldn't it be ironic if he were wrong? If all he had to do to get out of here was to pray to the lord on high?
"Dammit." With that thought cycling through his mind, he planted both of his palms against his closed eyes, then pulling down at his face. So damn this whole place to hell. He didn't know how much more he could take.
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"Where did you plant the strawberries?" Duo asked, turning his head to look at her briefly, ignoring her slip up regarding the 'commoners', and it was kind of amusing that the word she chose wasn't any better. Wonder if she felt that way about him? He was after all, a commoner.
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"In a corner of the courtyard, behind a fallen column. It happened to collapse recently, so it gives some cover that way."
She sighed, stretching slightly, noticing his look, which caused her to smile sheepishly. "You can probably spot it easily at day, the column is partially overgrown with flowers now, instead of moss. It looks a bit odd, I think."
It wasn't that she hated commoners, or looked down on them after her last few months, she just didn't really manage to escape her upbringing.