Nocturne Summit sheets are swaying from an old clothesline
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It seemed to happen overnight, yet June slept through it. Only when she awoke in the morning, refreshed and relaxed, did June realize what was happening... and, as childishly oblivious as June was, it wasn't surprising she thought it was downright magical.

There were insects everywhere. June had never been afraid of insects, but she'd never been as enchanted by them as she was when they were swarming everything. From the grass under her paws to the trees standing sentinel over the wilds, there were locusts everywhere. June didn't notice the way they were quickly munching all the foliage, or that there was a frightening hum on the air. She saw only innocent insects in droves and wonders what had brought them here.

A long wander down from Silvertip Mountain to the next mountain along revealed that they were everywhere indeed. June was practically skipping along by the time she reached Nocturne Summit, which she ascended with a sure-footedness that came of living on a mountain. Her eyes continued to sweep along the trees where locusts buzzed and dropped gleefully and munched, but it wasn't until she heard a proclamation of, fuck, that June realized where she was and grew more cognizant of her surroundings.

Marcello was higher up on a ledge, and out of sight of June, but she cheerily called a, "that's not very nice!" out as if there wasn't a literal apocalypse happening right in front of her face and the worst thing of the morning was a stranger swearing.
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RE: sheets are swaying from an old clothesline - by June - May 08, 2016, 08:11 AM