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Feb. 2nd, 2008 10:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mycursedfaceIt's not dawn, not quite. The skies are grey and pink and fading from night fast, but it's not quite dawn. The world is waking up, birds and insects and the flowers, but Sam and Medusa aren't paying any attention at all.
Instead, the pair are still sitting on her father's granary, entirely wrapped up in each other.
This may not be an entirely wise idea...
Instead, the pair are still sitting on her father's granary, entirely wrapped up in each other.
This may not be an entirely wise idea...
