don't bother sleeping without one eye open wide
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01-19-2022, 01:29 PM
It was dusk, and Gin was just beginning the process of coming alive. She couldn't really complain. Though the rain had been near-ceaseless, the girl rather appreciated it. Rain would keep the sun from filtering into her den during the day. The ghostly creature wanted her days to be restful, and her nights to be active. If it was grey during the day, she could actually make that happen. The sound of rain pattering on the cedar leaves drew Gin forward. It had slowed up some, no longer a torrent. No, this was the quiet sort of rain, chilly but not terrible. The girl shook the leaf litter from her soft coat, stretching and yawning. The last of the sunset was fading over the horizon, leaving everything a strange sort of purple. Gin's ghostly eyes adjusted easily to the darkness, and she faded towards the garden itself. With soft steps and an easy, floating jog, the creature carried herself over the ground. It would take her some time to learn what grew here, and she was taking her time to inspect each. Fat rain drops came down slowly from the sky, and Gin was happy with the peace of the evening. |