Date: 2009-08-09 03:47 pm (UTC)
aj_crawley: (upon thy belly shalt thou go)
From: [personal profile] aj_crawley
The sun picks out the weathered joins in the gatehouse walls, and Crowley knows without needing to think about it that the stone is warm to the touch. He's not quite prepared for how suddenly painful it is to draw breath.

"Should I be worried?"

Probably not. Aziraphael never was much good at bullying the plantlife into any kind of presentable submission - but then, these particular ones have never seemed to need much of that sort of thing.

Good weather for it, here. Good rains.
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