Date: 2007-07-16 07:20 am (UTC)
tristranthorn: (lets get out of here)
He holds his free hand out and points towards the east.

"That way," he says automatically, not even having to think about it.

Readjusting his shoulder-bag, he blinks uselessly in the dark, wondering how on earth the star manages to see in this.

Distantly, he can hear the sound of animal panting.
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