rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Cold

The sky cleared, and the night became icy cold. When the waning moon rose, long shadows crept around the mulberry tree and covered the lawn in dark brocade. This shadow garden now fades as the sky grows pale. There were deer on the street earlier, and some small creature I couldn't see but for the glow of its eyes. I don't think the cold will last much longer, but the deer might be visiting more often in the coming nights. Watching for them will be something to do when it grows too hot for the Slug.

I added macintosh to my reading list. Mmm, iMacs. One company, one piece, one plug. I like simplicity more than ever.
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