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Dove Grey 4; Bone Black 17
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augurisName: auguris
'verse: Ghost Sight
Story: Equinox
Colors: Dove Grey 4. He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.; Bone Black 17. Rite
Word Count: 740
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Summary: Mitchell prays on the Equinox.
Even at midnight the Grove was lit up as bright as the sun, candle- and wizardlight adorning the walls and trees. Mitchell kept his hood down, hoping he looked modest instead of shifty. He was a bit shifty, but that grew from self-preservation, not maliciousness.
( The Grove consisted of several acres of grassland and forest, although most visitors didn't travel very far in. )
auguris'verse: Ghost Sight
Story: Equinox
Colors: Dove Grey 4. He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.; Bone Black 17. Rite
Word Count: 740
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Summary: Mitchell prays on the Equinox.
Even at midnight the Grove was lit up as bright as the sun, candle- and wizardlight adorning the walls and trees. Mitchell kept his hood down, hoping he looked modest instead of shifty. He was a bit shifty, but that grew from self-preservation, not maliciousness.
( The Grove consisted of several acres of grassland and forest, although most visitors didn't travel very far in. )
