850 AP – According to the Calendar of Aeon Power
Smoke blew into the blue sky above and quickly lost its dark texture. They passed it back and forth between them, twirling the cigarette like masters of their craft. Every single second one of them would peak over the other’s shoulder, making sure the walls behind them did a good job of hiding their escapades.
“Don’t go smoking the whole thing without giving me one last go,” the nun on the right proclaimed.
“Yeah, yeah sister don’t worry you’ll get your shot,” the nun on the left replied.
The two shared their smoke behind the massive orphanage they had both called home and work. Every day was a challenge, so these rare moments of peace were ones to savour. From a glance, they looked exactly the same. Massive clothes covered them head t
