The smile Mathias offers is both nervous and distracted as he stares at the area they're approaching. As they get closer, the rocks become more and more defined, shaping into something both vaguely familiar and yet completely unfamiliar at the same time. It looks enough like the hill that he can feel his heart quickening, but there are obvious differences.
No flowers, for one. And no men with arrows and guns.
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Date: 2011-07-02 08:23 pm (UTC)No flowers, for one. And no men with arrows and guns.
"It looks a bit like ruins," he says finally.