2010-09-17

006: He's a Fairie [holo]

The Gump blinks his eyes open, coming to as though from a very deep slumber. He shakes his head, tiny multi colored sparkles flying every which direction, forming something between the distinctive shape of a halo, and the less distinctive one of a dog shaking its fur dry. Then, long fingers reaching for his tablet, he switches it on, and presses the appropriate icons for a broad-cast. Casting broadly, what a concept.

"I find myself dazed. Lethargic as though the sun itself has gone to sleep and left the world behind. Has Autumn crept upon us all so suddenly, indeed? Or am I the one at fault, for missing her arrival?"





((ooc: I retuuuuuurn!))