And the time goes by so slow. And it feels so near, but it's still so far...

[gobetween]

Gobo sighed softly as he rested, belly down, on the boulder, a bolt hole in the ground behind him just in case. He had his chin pillowed on his arms, his tail lightly waving back and forth, his expression pensive and far away. The boulder was still warm from the day even though the sun was already halfway behind the horizon, and he watched the colors streak the sky as twilight marched closer. He sighed, eyes closing for a moment, then reopening in a slow blink.

It really was pretty out here, so at least there was that...