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fandomhighdorms2008-09-22 02:36 pm
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The roof, Monday at dawn
Once more, Karal was on the roof to say the Dawn Rites. This time, Altra was by his side and so they were near the edge.
Karal stood, eyes closed, because he didn't use them to see, head tipped back to follow the rising sun. As the rays of the sun spread across the island, he spoke the words of the Dawn Rites, the soft, liquid Karsite carrying over the rooftop.
Yesterday, he had said them in hope; today, he said them in thanks.
[ooc: open roof is open.]
Karal stood, eyes closed, because he didn't use them to see, head tipped back to follow the rising sun. As the rays of the sun spread across the island, he spoke the words of the Dawn Rites, the soft, liquid Karsite carrying over the rooftop.
Yesterday, he had said them in hope; today, he said them in thanks.
[ooc: open roof is open.]