Originally published on Livejournal, 17/7/11.

From No Quarter.

Gabriel looked around, taking in the shape of the land, the glint of sunlight on water on the river in the distance. It was quiet, save for the sounds of birds and small animals who made their home here in the greenery of the hills near Xi'an and he felt instantly more relaxed and at peace.

"Beautiful spot," Gabriel sat down on the grass, lying back and leaning on his elbows. "Should take you to Mt Aspiring in New Zealand one of these days. That's my favourite place to relax and commune with nature. It's... beautiful, although beautiful isn't a strong enough word for how lovely it is."


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