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[A voice, high and reedy but somehow faint can be heard, as if the person speaking is turned away; searching, high and low. Sometimes muttered, always lilting and odd; curious.]
Huu~? The tea; perhaps something was in the tea... or those cookies.
... Doubtful~
Such tall things, these buildings, yet they hold nothing of London's character. No dirt, no ash, no alleys to creep into as night falls. Where is the great shadow of that clock, when all I hear is ticking~?
I wonder, I wonder. Even I~ do not have dreams so lucid, so strange. Mmm~ There are no graves, no ash dusted lilies. Where is the smoke, and the fire; the buildings burning? Hmph.
[And suddenly the voice pauses; listening.]
... Hello~? Is anyone there?
I can hear you breathing.
[ooc:: Re-intro after the first attempt's FAILURE. NEVERMIND NOT THINKING OF THAT. It never happened, okay? Okay. 8(
All comments are assumed voice. If I disappear at any point it's probably for bed, and backtagging will ensue.]
Huu~? The tea; perhaps something was in the tea... or those cookies.
... Doubtful~
Such tall things, these buildings, yet they hold nothing of London's character. No dirt, no ash, no alleys to creep into as night falls. Where is the great shadow of that clock, when all I hear is ticking~?
I wonder, I wonder. Even I~ do not have dreams so lucid, so strange. Mmm~ There are no graves, no ash dusted lilies. Where is the smoke, and the fire; the buildings burning? Hmph.
[And suddenly the voice pauses; listening.]
... Hello~? Is anyone there?
I can hear you breathing.
[ooc:: Re-intro after the first attempt's FAILURE. NEVERMIND NOT THINKING OF THAT. It never happened, okay? Okay. 8(
All comments are assumed voice. If I disappear at any point it's probably for bed, and backtagging will ensue.]
Current Location: certainly not london.
Current Mood: curious
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