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[May. 22nd, 2006|11:55 pm] |
It is a rather pleasant day, all things considered, and Raven is amusing himself by sprawling comfortably on a rock by the lake.
He leans back on his elbows, looking up at the sky.
His feet are bare.
There is a plate of cookies resting at the base of the rock, but no milk.
Raven does not trust himself not to spill it. |
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