Here in the stable, with the good warm sun glowing in the hay, and the lazy dust motes glowing in the good warm sun, everything seems peaceful. It isn't silent, but it's quiet; no sound at all save for the soft whickering of the horses and the rustle of hay. The animals seem at peace.
But up in the loft, against the bright halo of the window, something else is moving.
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Re: Fortify yourself with contentment, for this is an impregnable fortress.
Date: 2010-05-18 03:01 am (UTC)Here in the stable, with the good warm sun glowing in the hay, and the lazy dust motes glowing in the good warm sun, everything seems peaceful. It isn't silent, but it's quiet; no sound at all save for the soft whickering of the horses and the rustle of hay. The animals seem at peace.
But up in the loft, against the bright halo of the window, something else is moving.
Shadows.