[Aion slightly rolled his eyes and stopped when he came to the bathroom. Leaning against the wall next to the door, he waited for her to set up everything. He played with his hand, rolling his fingertip and brushing them into his palm as he felt how cold he was. It was a strange feeling. This is what Joshua and that nun had felt the whole time, he thought. The deities had some way of expressing death.]
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Date: 2009-05-12 05:36 am (UTC)