|The Wayward Vagabond (mannerly_mayor) wrote in marinasylum,|
@ 2011-07-02 23:58:00
|Entry tags:||prospitian monarch, wayward vagabond|
[say what you want about Acumen, but at least he keeps his word. It's dusk in the park, and the fireflies are out, as promised, pricking through the gathering darkness with their blinky little behinds.
WV and PM, eager to see them, are out for a walk among the garden paths. Castell has had plenty of adventure on his leash for one day, and PM has opted to leave him at home, so it's just the two former exiles making their way together this evening.]