Day Ninety
Apr. 4th, 2012 08:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
feredarTitle: Day Ninety
Year: 980 FY
Characters: Mel Artwick
Mel wrapped his arms around himself, and sat shivering in the cave. He should've put more thought into supplies before trying to cross the mountains, or at least found a less punishing pass, but the need to put an entire mountain range between himself and--
He cut himself off and looked away from his little fire, focusing on the night sky instead of the cold and the memory of what he'd seen.
Such a pretty moon...
He rested his chin on his knees, and spent the rest of the night watching it and, very carefully, thinking about nothing at all.
Year: 980 FY
Characters: Mel Artwick
Mel wrapped his arms around himself, and sat shivering in the cave. He should've put more thought into supplies before trying to cross the mountains, or at least found a less punishing pass, but the need to put an entire mountain range between himself and--
He cut himself off and looked away from his little fire, focusing on the night sky instead of the cold and the memory of what he'd seen.
Such a pretty moon...
He rested his chin on his knees, and spent the rest of the night watching it and, very carefully, thinking about nothing at all.