another book"We don't even know if it's the
same it but still ..." There was something that had influenced thing, something that had pulled strings
ages ago because the image of that starry sky would not leave his mind.
That was an old sky, one untouched by man.
"Only because it's helpful and it's not," Jeremiah looked at Zac, the book closed in his hand and he went to put it back on a self. The young man still held his. "We may find answers and ..." a breath, a sigh, a frown, "we may not like what we find in the process." What would it be when they found out? Would they even be able to
understand? Sometimes he thought about Sunny and the way she was never quite able to put things into words which had him thinking about how somethings just did
not do well with words.
They had to be seen, they had to be felt, they had to be
experienced.
Fingers scratched at the back of his neck, the detective snorting. "Something with power, yes." Please not eldritch horrors and that was only a step more disconcerting than
angels or
demons. "Never mind that something about this place
gives power." To those that saw it, that were part of it. Not that they really had a clue as to what either one of them had, not yet.
endejester
lol, edit'd so that it has the drabble RP title in it. silly me forgot it. *bad*
