Tenth Sign [ Voice/Action for first floor of Latimir]

[beyondimagining]

[Will stands by a window on the first floor of Latimir, looking out at the snow covered ground. He has a thoughtful expression on his face.]

There's something wonderful about snow. The way it blankets everything. It almost makes the whole world seem new.

[He laughs suddenly.] At home, we hardly ever had snow before Christmas. Hard to believe that only a year ago I wanted snow for my birthday more than anything.

[The boy trails off in thought again, with a kind of melancholy expression on his face.]

I suppose it shan't feel like a real birthday. Or Christmas. Not without everyone.

[He is quiet again for a moment. Then begins to sing softly in a high, clear voice. After a minute or so the feed cuts off.]

Comments

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

Perhaps not.

It's your birthday, too?

[beyondimagining.livejournal.com]

Mmm, on the 21.

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

Not far away, then. May I ask how old you'll be turning?

[beyondimagining.livejournal.com]

No, not at all. I will be 13.

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

I see. Never the ideal place to spend a birthday, but I wish you a good one nonetheless.

[beyondimagining.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. I'm Ryou Bakura, by the way-- It's nice to meet you.

[beyondimagining.livejournal.com]

It is nice to meet you as well. My name is Will Stanton.