Almost gold, actually, and from this angle the clouds look almost red -- Funny thing, really. Makes the whole place seem a little unworldly.
There's the sound of boots on the ground behind him, the smell of burning tobacco and peaches, and then Desire's hanging a heel on the fancing's lowest rung. "Evening, Jack. Long time."
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Date: 2008-02-22 02:28 am (UTC)There's the sound of boots on the ground behind him, the smell of burning tobacco and peaches, and then Desire's hanging a heel on the fancing's lowest rung. "Evening, Jack. Long time."