"Yes, Unfortunately. Which means that I shall have to leave shortly. But not until I have got you safely to the top of the mountain."
It seems our limited time together is drawing to a close. Damien slowly circles downward, and when we land it is at a small train station (http://www.flickr.com/photos/cemeteryrodeo/2048255945/). A silver train awaits us, rumbling in an insistent manor on the tracks, steam billowing around us. Damien gives me a lingering hug, then is off with the train.
And here I am, sitting on a bench in a empty train station, on top of a mountain. Well, since I am dreaming...
Whistle loudly and call out in a sing-song voice for Cerebus. I am sure we can find a stick around here somewhere to play fetch with until it's time to wake up.
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Date: 2013-08-04 01:17 am (UTC)It seems our limited time together is drawing to a close. Damien slowly circles downward, and when we land it is at a small train station (http://www.flickr.com/photos/cemeteryrodeo/2048255945/). A silver train awaits us, rumbling in an insistent manor on the tracks, steam billowing around us. Damien gives me a lingering hug, then is off with the train.
And here I am, sitting on a bench in a empty train station, on top of a mountain. Well, since I am dreaming...
Whistle loudly and call out in a sing-song voice for Cerebus. I am sure we can find a stick around here somewhere to play fetch with until it's time to wake up.