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Just Ducky [open]
Ducks.
There were ducks swimming near the shore, looking for food both in the water and out. Apparently they were accustomed to receiving treats from people on the shore in much the same way as the ducks in London did. Except that Crowley wasn't in London. He was in some strange City that was nothing at all like London. Crowley stared at the fowl, hands in his pockets, as they moved through the water. So many things had changed, so many things had been undone and then redone and then completely changed again. Didn't he learn that the last time he slept away more than an evening that everything went awry in his absence from consciousness?
Apparently not, since he was now standing in the thick of what appeared to be some City that was neither here nor there. He couldn't place anything to give him even the slightest bit of an idea as to where he was. ( No accents, no signage, nothing. )
There were ducks swimming near the shore, looking for food both in the water and out. Apparently they were accustomed to receiving treats from people on the shore in much the same way as the ducks in London did. Except that Crowley wasn't in London. He was in some strange City that was nothing at all like London. Crowley stared at the fowl, hands in his pockets, as they moved through the water. So many things had changed, so many things had been undone and then redone and then completely changed again. Didn't he learn that the last time he slept away more than an evening that everything went awry in his absence from consciousness?
Apparently not, since he was now standing in the thick of what appeared to be some City that was neither here nor there. He couldn't place anything to give him even the slightest bit of an idea as to where he was. ( No accents, no signage, nothing. )