"Something to do with 'improving local systems for river-attributed mineralisation,' though what that entails I'm sure I have no idea."
He follows Crowley's thoughtful gaze toward the river and distant hills, then is distracted once more by the breeze ruffling black hair and turns his eyes ahead again before Crowley notices him staring. The gatehouse can be seen from here, looking impossibly homey with smoke wisping from the chimney and a hint of telltale flickering in the windows. The few small trees scattered in front carry a bright shock of summer blooms, yellow and white.
"Just wait until you see the shrubbery," he murmurs, still looking ahead.
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Date: 2009-08-09 03:40 pm (UTC)He follows Crowley's thoughtful gaze toward the river and distant hills, then is distracted once more by the breeze ruffling black hair and turns his eyes ahead again before Crowley notices him staring. The gatehouse can be seen from here, looking impossibly homey with smoke wisping from the chimney and a hint of telltale flickering in the windows. The few small trees scattered in front carry a bright shock of summer blooms, yellow and white.
"Just wait until you see the shrubbery," he murmurs, still looking ahead.