Jul. 17th, 2008

mycursedface: (been kicked around)
She flew in from the north-east, taking a short-cut through the desert skies, but even so she could still see the town when she approached her home. A fishing town, small but not a village, with boats out in the ocean and Romanesque buildings.

It hadn’t been there when she left.

A swerve to the left and there were walls, a gate and a beaten path from the road. Some buildings, too, above where the caves are, and an encircled garden and it’s on the garden wall that Medusa finally settles.

Settles, crouches, stares at her sister as the other Gorgon weeds.

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