Date: 2011-06-05 09:35 pm (UTC)
Jim had found his way out to the rocky beaches of this new corner of whatever it was that he and Romeo had found themselves in, and was smiling out almost wistfully at the waves.

They weren't alone here, he was fairly certain. There had been footprints in the sand that hadn't been put there by himself and Romeo, though whoever else had been along this beach hadn't been walking alone, either. And the whole place had a sort of surreal quality to it, massive buildings that couldn't possibly still be standing, reaching into the sky, occasionally breaking apart and falling into the sea.

He found himself wanting to be at the tops of those buildings looking down untouched as they crumbled, but the view from the bottom, his boots in hand as the waves lapped against his ankles, was still amazing enough for him to lose all track of time. Whether he'd been watching those crumbling towers for hours or days, he wasn't quite certain. But he could probably continue doing so for years more. Maybe he'd build a few towers of his own. There was something about this place that made him confident that he could.
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