#day's end

[dbtucson-blog]

More Sky Stirring

[aud-chron-images]

End of Another Day, End of Another Year

[joshuahowls]

Gordon-Matta Clark - Day's End

[herbalnature]

Clouds pile up on the horizon like mountains made of cotton, set starkly against a deep blue sky. Below, symmetrically poised floodlights peer over the scene, silent sentinels to the day's end.

[cosmonautroger]

Sybil Andrews, Day's End

[mineiti]

Commission of a friend's pz character, Darter

[skycowboys]

Day’s End - Chapter 18

Unhooking his bedroll from the saddle, he rolled it out and shuffled the saddle up out of the way.

“Well...looks like we’ll be moving on tomorrow. It's no good huffing at me, sir. We’ll just have to rough it till Verdia.”

It was a long way off, nearly 400 miles. 400 miles of camping. 400 miles without soft beds or hot food. And he was almost out of beard wax… but if it meant avoiding the bandits and getting home sooner, it was worth it. He settled down on his bedroll, and Apel let his wing rest over his rider like a blanket. Rorek heaved a contented sigh. A full stomach and a tired body almost made him forget that he was sleeping on the hard ground, but Apel’s warmth eased the tension from his shoulders and his thoughts, lulling him to sleep. As he drifted, a smile touched his lips. Sanna would laugh, when he told her about the girl that wanted to steal Apel. He would be home before he knew it.

~ Fin ~

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