egodeath (egodeath) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2010-01-12 19:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | peyote, shrooms |
Who: Shrooms and OPEN
What: Shrooms is wandering aimlessly, then again he does that a lot.
Where: Central Park by Belvedere Castle
When: Today, afternoon
Rating/Warning: TBA
Tracer ached for a greenhouse lamp - manure and warm wet dark places, and maybe a few months hibernation until he could get it naturally. Even still, he was feeling more himself these days, and when the Nook closed after the morning customers - they stayed open late on weekends for brunch, but no Nook should stay open after eleven on weekdays - he wrapped himself up as warm as he could be and went for a walk.
No where in particular, really, just his feet slushing through the paths in the park aimlessly. He wasn't particularly looking to see anyone, or not to see anyone, but he couldn't stay locked away, either, even if it was with his brother. After what might have been minutes, or might have been hours - Tracer could never be sure - he found himself staring up at Belvedere Castle, surrounded by bird-watchers an wondering, absently, if he'd lost himself here, or if another time had found him.