[Darksheare]

Didn't get to see a sunset here today.
We had clouds threatening the dreaded 's' word overhead.

So that sunset ooks great!
Thanks!

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She was around twenty-four, slim and trim in the school's comfortable hiking outfit. Tan shirt and knee length shorts, knee stockings, soft soled shoes. Her sun hat hung on the railing, and the dawn wind whipped strands of shoulder-length, modishly white-silver hair along her cheeks. She held a small, beautifully worked handgun loosely beside her--the twin barreled sporting Denton which gunwise citizens of the Hub rated as a weapon for the precisionist and expert only. In institutions like the Colonial School it wasn't often seen.