This Clay Earth: Prospectors' Savior

Archbio · 03-21-2005, 10:27 PM

Weir had stopped a moment longer on the roof. Taking another look around the night's sky, she spoke one line from a song:

"Eight miles straight up,
downtown,
somewhere."

Then, she went in. Her pace as she climbed down the stairs could also have been called normal, it was even a bit on the stroll side: she was in no hurry to arrive to the surface, and was content to follow and see where the others were going, for now.

03-21-2005, 10:27 PM	#18
Archbio Data is Turned On Join Date: Jun 2004 Posts: 3,980	Weir had stopped a moment longer on the roof. Taking another look around the night's sky, she spoke one line from a song: "Eight miles straight up, downtown, somewhere." Then, she went in. Her pace as she climbed down the stairs could also have been called normal, it was even a bit on the stroll side: she was in no hurry to arrive to the surface, and was content to follow and see where the others were going, for now. __________________ 6201 Reasons to Support Electoral Reform.