01-23-2015, 08:40 AM
Sierra shook her head. She neither played guitar or sang. She was a photographer, and that was all she was. The mere thought of her camera pulled it into existence around her neck. Snow nuzzled it fondly. Sierra nodded. She would start again.
She looked up from Snow's muzzle and looked at Calvin. "I have my own saving graces."
She indicated the camera around her neck. She smiled, "Little good it does me here though."
She looked away, into the heavenly horizon that sat on them. It wasn't intentional, but she wanted to see pretty things, and in the dream, the world obeyed. "I'm sorry that your world crashed when Snow died. It was the last weight for your strong back to bear."
She looked to him. "But I am glad you are regaining that strength. One day I will find it. But for now, I'm happy to see my friend."
Snow whined softly in her lap, Sierra smiled. "My friends at the moment. I do not know when I will return to Moscow, but I will call when I do. This has been a trying evening. I should go. I must tend the fire where I sleep I can feel the cold pressing in on me."
She looked up from Snow's muzzle and looked at Calvin. "I have my own saving graces."
She indicated the camera around her neck. She smiled, "Little good it does me here though."
She looked away, into the heavenly horizon that sat on them. It wasn't intentional, but she wanted to see pretty things, and in the dream, the world obeyed. "I'm sorry that your world crashed when Snow died. It was the last weight for your strong back to bear."
She looked to him. "But I am glad you are regaining that strength. One day I will find it. But for now, I'm happy to see my friend."
Snow whined softly in her lap, Sierra smiled. "My friends at the moment. I do not know when I will return to Moscow, but I will call when I do. This has been a trying evening. I should go. I must tend the fire where I sleep I can feel the cold pressing in on me."