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Mitama ([personal profile] poetryslams) wrote in [community profile] recountal 2016-04-11 07:08 am (UTC)

It would be through no fault of our own.

[She gestures at their surroundings, and her gaze rests on a prime sleeping spot.]

In a place such as this, the siren call of slumber becomes simply too strong to resist.

[Case in point: She marches right on over to one of those nice shady trees and sits right down, patting the grass with one hand to find the softest spot before lying down, bunching up the fabric draped over her shoulders to use as a pillow, and placing her head there. Ah, yes. Perfect. The sun isn't quite up yet, but from here she can see how the tree's leaves are arranged, and she knows that just enough sunlight will filter through to keep her comfortably warm.]

Such bliss...

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