on_her_korhal (
on_her_korhal) wrote2008-04-26 08:45 am
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Entry tags:
25 Unicorn Street, Saturday Morning
The house was steadily becoming emptier. It hadn't been very full to begin with, but as she slowly pawned off, packed, or otherwise removed the few belongings that had been around, it was...
It seemed to be getting bigger.
Now, Kerrigan sat quietly on the couch, Mustang-the-kitten making a home of her lap, and stared at the wall.
[ open to five ]
It seemed to be getting bigger.
Now, Kerrigan sat quietly on the couch, Mustang-the-kitten making a home of her lap, and stared at the wall.
[ open to five ]
Re: Later that morning
Maybe not quite tall enough yet. "Mom! Someone's here!"
Re: Later that morning
So Kerrigan stuck her head out of the kitchen, water bottle still firmly in hand-- "River?"
Re: Later that morning
Re: Later that morning
Re: Later that morning
Re: Later that morning
Re: Later that morning
Re: Later that morning
Re: Later that morning
Re: Later that morning
Kerrigan blinked. Just the once, really, a tiny thing. "Always."
Re: Later that morning
Re: Later that morning
Re: Later that morning
Re: Later that morning
Re: Later that morning
Re: Later that morning
It kept like that for a little while.
"I don't know."
Re: Later that morning