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M'ways-ish: Sameth
Apr. 8th, 2012 02:23 pmHe misses the sun.
Perhaps, mostly, he misses his city (his city), but he's lived on the surface for so many decades, he misses it. He is grateful to be alive of course, grateful to be in his family's complex in The City (it's the only dwarvish city known in his world, so it is merely The City), but he misses the wind, he misses having weather, he misses the sky.
He misses the sun.
So today, he's outside, clothes simple, shirt rolled up to his elbows as he strolls around the Milliways grounds.
The weather and sky and sun here may not be wholly natural, but it's better. He'll take it.
Perhaps, mostly, he misses his city (his city), but he's lived on the surface for so many decades, he misses it. He is grateful to be alive of course, grateful to be in his family's complex in The City (it's the only dwarvish city known in his world, so it is merely The City), but he misses the wind, he misses having weather, he misses the sky.
He misses the sun.
So today, he's outside, clothes simple, shirt rolled up to his elbows as he strolls around the Milliways grounds.
The weather and sky and sun here may not be wholly natural, but it's better. He'll take it.
