OPEN | prompt one | RAIN

[wrens]

prompt one | R A I N I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane.

 

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Re: noel strange | CONSTANTINOPLE | pre-Event

[talons]

[ Zhang Fan is there in the lobby when Noel makes his retreat. She is pulling on a pair of long, impractical gloves, like the kind a woman might wear to the opera. Fingers first, then palms, then wrist, then a long, drawn-out unfurling of fabric all the way to her elbows. The man behind the desk is standing, obediently holding her jacket for her. Whether or not the man knows who she is, or simply thinks it's a good idea to make a nice impression on some general's wife, it isn't clear.

She smiles, small and subdued, at Noel. ]

I do not, Chairman Strange, [ Zhang Fan says and it's true. As it turns out, she doesn't have an umbrella either, but she is nothing if not patient. Good things came to those who waited. (Power, money; sunshine.) ]