Raguel keeps going, veering slightly to the southeast, until the scrub thins out a little and the scattered houses and little towns disappear altogether. They land in a rocky flatland bounded on two sides by shallow valleys, and aside from the few scraggly plants there's not another living creature in sight.
"Nice, isn't it?" Raguel says as Crowley touches down beside him. It doesn't sound like a throwaway question.
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Date: 2008-02-22 05:12 am (UTC)"Nice, isn't it?" Raguel says as Crowley touches down beside him. It doesn't sound like a throwaway question.