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Jun. 30th, 2007 11:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
callsignhuskerHe's moving around a little better now, and doing well enough that soon he'll be able to leave the infirmary.
The front door is nowhere to be found.
There are only so many places you can go to walk around -- with cane, of course, and it hurts, but it's not nearly as bad as it was -- and so Adama finds himself out by the lake.
There's a very large and flat rock.
He leans against it, and feels a slight breeze ruffling his hair. The sun is warm on his back.
Bill lets his eyes close.
The front door is nowhere to be found.
There are only so many places you can go to walk around -- with cane, of course, and it hurts, but it's not nearly as bad as it was -- and so Adama finds himself out by the lake.
There's a very large and flat rock.
He leans against it, and feels a slight breeze ruffling his hair. The sun is warm on his back.
Bill lets his eyes close.
