Title :: Outskirts, London, 1666.
Prompt :: August 1st, "healed by wind and sun"
Series/Project :: Original; currently-unnamed side novella
Character :: K.
Rating :: PG
Wordcount :: 300
Summary :: He dreams in autumn colours, now: Reds to browns to blacks to golds, with the winds whispering words like
rebirth and
burn.
Notes :: This can be considered the start to a potentially-stand-alone side-novella to my main novel proper. It follows the adventures and exploits of the main male character, from 1666 to the present day. (As, as I am sure you could gather, he is a quasi-immortal, unfortunately enough for him.) His own story will be spun out here in bits and pieces, and you are welcome to follow it if you will. ♥
Notes part the second :: ...it feels so incredibly good to be posting here again, haha. I used to post rather religiously as
vicious_lullaby, and I had really rather missed it. ♥
(
bring out your dead, bring out your dead)