The Judges Of Sabra La Tau (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} sabra_la_iudex) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} sabra_la_tau,@ 2011-02-13 22:37:00 |
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Where: The Arena
When: Day 215, early morning
What: Game 132, endgame
[The rising light could almost be mistaken for dawn, if there was any dawn to see. As it grows, the buildings and trappings of the evening's game fade away, little more than shadows in the mist, chased away by the light.
Those not eager to rise find themselves waking on the arena floor, the warmth of their blankets just a memory.]