09-15-2018, 03:48 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; font-family: work sans; font-size: 8pt; color: black; letter-spacing: 0.5px; word-spacing: 3px; line-height: 1.5;"]—- & God, this place was h u g e . It wasn't as ( massive ) as the space center, but it was still an impressive array of buildings and domes — all dedicated to studying the solar system and what laid beyond. Though humans no longer inhabited it, these ferals sure made good use of it. He was surprised at how much they were interested in learning about the stars. Bones could certainly appreciate that, and it made him feel grateful that he hadn't just stumbled upon a group of bloodthirsty savages. They were educated and organized; something that Bones could get behind.
The German Shepherd had taken to exploring the observatory for himself, considering he had never been inside one. He supposed that this would be one of the rare times in his life where he, an animal, would actually be allowed into an establishment built for humans. Humans thought that dogs like him were unintelligible, and incapable of comprehending such a concept — planets and stars and galaxies. In actuality, he hadn't paid much mind to it until he had been inrolled in the exploration program months ago. Their motto? "To boldly go where no one has gone before." He had been among the planets, gazing upon them in their massive glory. It hadn't lasted, however. All good things came to an end.
He dipped into what was called "the picture room", which was essentially a row of window panes peering into an open space. Bones blinked and walked the hall slowly, his eyes capturing the light flitting down into the structure. He swiveled his cranium to his right, in which there were several paintings and drawings hanging upon the wall. Some were of planets, some of comets. There were even pictures, in which Bones approached it and peered at them closely. There it was: the moon. Of course, a mere framed image could not capture the ( immense ) beauty and magnificance of the real thing.
Bones continued to stand there, his gaze roaming the wall of pictures, finding that—somewhere [sub]deep[/sub] down—something in his heart was missing. . . l o n g i n g.
The German Shepherd had taken to exploring the observatory for himself, considering he had never been inside one. He supposed that this would be one of the rare times in his life where he, an animal, would actually be allowed into an establishment built for humans. Humans thought that dogs like him were unintelligible, and incapable of comprehending such a concept — planets and stars and galaxies. In actuality, he hadn't paid much mind to it until he had been inrolled in the exploration program months ago. Their motto? "To boldly go where no one has gone before." He had been among the planets, gazing upon them in their massive glory. It hadn't lasted, however. All good things came to an end.
He dipped into what was called "the picture room", which was essentially a row of window panes peering into an open space. Bones blinked and walked the hall slowly, his eyes capturing the light flitting down into the structure. He swiveled his cranium to his right, in which there were several paintings and drawings hanging upon the wall. Some were of planets, some of comets. There were even pictures, in which Bones approached it and peered at them closely. There it was: the moon. Of course, a mere framed image could not capture the ( immense ) beauty and magnificance of the real thing.
Bones continued to stand there, his gaze roaming the wall of pictures, finding that—somewhere [sub]deep[/sub] down—something in his heart was missing. . . l o n g i n g.
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CUPID HIT ME, CUPID HIT ME WITH PRECISION
I WONDER IF YOU LOOK BOTH WAYS WHEN YOU CROSS MY MIND.
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