Winter was content to simply be- A rare thing from the still flighty being. He lay with Phouka in near silence, drifting off for a while and not waking again until well after sundown.
"Phouka," he whispered. "Get up. ...I want to show you something. Get up," he said, prodding the phouka in his side with one bony and pointy little finger.
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Date: 2017-07-13 09:16 pm (UTC)"Phouka," he whispered. "Get up. ...I want to show you something. Get up," he said, prodding the phouka in his side with one bony and pointy little finger.