manorplayer_m (manorplayer_m) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2010-07-19 20:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | celeste, vision |
VISION in the garden, OTA and MW
Dog days. That's what they called them in August, those burning hot days that melted your brains and set you into craziness. It was only July, but those dog days were coming, and Jonathan Vision smiled to himself as he thought about what this year might bring.
He slid his tongue along his teeth, but absently, sitting on a stone bench with one leg crossed and a thin cigar in one hand -- he wasn't smoking it, not at the moment, but the smoke curled around his head and sometimes slipped from his nostrils anyway.
He waited for someone to come and sit by him; to pass by and offer their name, a greeting.
Basically, he waited.
He had all the time in the world, after all. Didn't he?