loreandpeace: From The Singing Lute-Player by Hendrick ter Brugghen (Default)
Ranniel ([personal profile] loreandpeace) wrote2012-09-17 05:45 pm
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Pre-Intro Threads

[All is dark and cold around you, and your body feels light as you float in the starless black. The only thing you can be sure of is the fact that you are irrevocably dead. That, and the faint sound of music in your ears.]

[personal profile] ktenology 2012-09-30 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ somehow not that unexpected I guess but . . . stars? ]

[personal profile] ktenology 2012-09-30 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ stars are better than the dark . . . ]

Hi.

[personal profile] ktenology 2012-09-30 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
I do not know you.

[personal profile] ktenology 2012-09-30 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ after a moment, reflects the bow back to Ranniel ]

Why?

[personal profile] ktenology 2012-09-30 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
. . . and what is your offer?

[personal profile] ktenology 2012-09-30 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
That is a very high price. I spent my life finding that I had value.

Is this a 'second chance' . . .?

[personal profile] ktenology 2012-09-30 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
. . . thank you.

[personal profile] ktenology 2012-09-30 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
No, I do not.

[personal profile] ktenology 2012-09-30 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ . . . takes the offered hand. ]