selenite (selenite) wrote in mythopoeics, @ 2012-06-11 02:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | helios, hypnos, pan, selene, war |
[The night was much nicer and she found herself sitting up in her room, dressed in a silvery-white dress she'd found, and painting her toenails. Her window was open. The night was always cooler and she rarely dressed in anything heavy enough to warrant discomfort.
As she finished with the nailpolish, she set the bottle aside carefully after closing it. She'd already spilled one this week. Another would just be tragic. She pulled her computer over, humming softly as it booted up. Leaning against the wall, she looked out the window at the moon. It was half gone. Natural as it was, she still wondered at it. It was still beautiful and with it, she felt beautiful.]
Blue is a perfect color. The moon is half gone. I've been watching it outside my window. I cannot wait for the full moon, to see it in all its beauty. Will you admire it like I do? So many slumbering people...
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I will find you Endymion and you'll never escape from me again. I will make sure.