Susannah Alexandra Hattington-Hallmeyer (vintage_fraud) wrote in halcyon_halls, @ 2008-09-08 14:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | narrative, sasha |
Week 17 -- Thursday
Who: Sasha
What: Sky-scraping/navel-gazing. (Possibly arguing with local crows.)
Where: Zephyr roof.
When: Thursday morning
There are times when a change of scenery is about the only thing you can do. A new view, a different perspective. Teachers keep on teachin’ and preachers keep on preachin’, but, darn it all, Wonder man, was right; sometimes a person must seek higher ground.
And sometimes, Sasha thought, settling back comfortably against the roof’s angle, a girl has to get a little literal about it.
The dormitory roof was a surprisingly comfy perch, she decided. Then again, Zephir House did (theoretically) host the resident flyers and “aces”, so why wouldn’t they have an accessible roof? Well, fairly accessible. Reasonably public, anyway.
(Provided the public, y’know, tried to crack the attic lock, failed, jimmied the garret lock instead and then shimmied up some handily craggy brickwork to find a seat among the antique shingles. And for the record she was totally going to apologize about the gouges and boot marks on the attic door. Later. Really. Girl Scout’s honor.)
This morning Sasha was (as of yet) in unrepentant “off” mode: paint-speckled jeans, yellow polo shirt, reliably soled and distinctly unlovely hightops. The roof was warm from the sun; Sasha pressed her toes against the gutter, wary of the steep incline, and looked. It was a nice view, really: trees and paths, and garden shrubbery, and storybook towers, the ocean’s vivid mantle lying beyond. Very scenic, very good. Halcyon students hurried to and fro below, small as raisins. None looked up. Sasha wondered what that said about human nature—except how many of them were human?
“I am so in the wrong fairy tale,” she said conversationally to the empty, bright air. The crow nearby refused to comment. Smug bugger.
Settling back, Sasha closed her eyes against the cool, early light, and wished for nothing.