Contrary to his past, some things are: it doesn't take much longer for the sun to begin blotting the corners of the sky with bright, salmonflesh splotches of color— drawing the whole of Astarion's apprehensive (overly attuned), stare towards it, and this time without letting go.
His mouth feels dry. A thickened click behind long teeth as he strains to find his footing from inside the narrow body of his bedroll.]
—ahah....
I'm only just now realizing we ought to've come up with a better contingency plan beyond huddling underneath a handful of layers of cloth in broad daylight.
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Contrary to his past, some things are: it doesn't take much longer for the sun to begin blotting the corners of the sky with bright, salmonflesh splotches of color— drawing the whole of Astarion's apprehensive (overly attuned), stare towards it, and this time without letting go.
His mouth feels dry. A thickened click behind long teeth as he strains to find his footing from inside the narrow body of his bedroll.]
—ahah....
I'm only just now realizing we ought to've come up with a better contingency plan beyond huddling underneath a handful of layers of cloth in broad daylight.