♥ v2

[screwthatnoise]

A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.

(please join #echolife! ♪)

Comments

Re: entry

[screwthatnoise]

Janta looks over at the remains of the shovel.

"Did you need a shovel?"

By the way, the outdoors are brilliant and vivid. The color is surprisingly rich, despite the fog.

Re: entry

[knighttoremember]

Not right away...

[ tugging Sion and bear over to where the garden and the gazebo were last time '-' ]

Re: entry

[screwthatnoise]

Oh, but Naoto, things are just a little bit different this time around.