Seaside, the beach [Open]

Jan 23, 2007 23:09

I need to find a way to change ...

Later.

He'd hoped that he wouldn't be coming back to the beach alone, but fate had been against him as it had been in any number of ways. But still, he was finally free of that metal prison; and that, at least, was a definite improvement.

Blues wandered along the edge of the shoreline, fascinated by the feel of the sand under his feet and how the wind has pulling at his hair.

He really should be spending this time thinking over his options --

But for the moment it was more comforting not to be thinking at all.
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