eternal_gray (eternal_gray) wrote in ridgewayresort, @ 2010-11-09 22:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | dorian gray, leah clearwater |
WHO: Dorian and Leah
WHEN: Tuesday afternoon
WHERE: The Lake side
WHAT: Dorian bumps into Leah whilst walking
RATING: TBD
STATUS: Incomplete
Dorian kicked idly at a pebble, sending it tripping off into the shallows of the lake. It was a sunny, yet chilly afternoon, but with his thick, woolen black coat on, the cold didn't bother Dorian all that much. He had to work that evening, but there were hours before he needed to be at the Velvet Room and he was determined to make the most of the sunlight now that the days were shortening. He was a creature of the night, true, but unlike the devils of myth, he was at least blessed with the ability to walk in the sunlight.
Dorian slipped his hands in his pockets as he walked, his collar pulled up against the soft breeze that played across the lake, causing ripples to spread in every increasing semi-circles across the surface of the water. He was becoming more and more accustomed to life in this place. He had always been good at adapting; he'd had to be. Time passed him by like grains of sand slipping through the eye of an hourglass, yet his face never changed. He learned how to be young in each passing decade, to change with the times lest he be found out. To adjust to a life in this strange place was perhaps more taxing than he had encountered before, but soon it would be like he was born for this environment.