Helen Magnus (britishcharm) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-05-16 21:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, helen magnus, varric tethras |
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Who: Helen & Anyone
What: Thinking/Conversation
When: Late
Where: Somewhere with decent tea & long hours.
Rating: PG...Will edit if it becomes necessary.
Status: In Progress
It's gotten dark enough she can only just make out the edges of the street through the thick glass of the window, and quiet has descended on the tiny, out of the way coffee shop. The place is perhaps one of the area's best-kept secrets, and she had been frequenting it for a number of years. Fortunately, they also managed to brew decent tea, or she would have stopped coming here long ago.
Tonight, though, she has other things on her mind. Her tea, sitting on the table in front of her, has long since went cold as she absently traces the rim of the cup, lost in thought. She's spent most of the evening sitting here, watching life pass by her on the streets outside, much the same way she has spent the past few days staring out of her kitchen window at home.
She feels distant, disconnected. It's been weeks since she's seen anyone beyond the scope of her work, something she usually prefers, but lately, the time alone is beginning to wear on her. In the quiet moments, the long minutes without her work occupying her mind, her darker thoughts have began resurfacing.
Perhaps she should go home, lay in her bed, and try to pass the remaining hours until morning. Perhaps it would be for the best. Still, she sits in the corner of the small diner. No. Sleep will be better avoided tonight.