Interlude - Summer Solstice (слэш)

The flies gather. A feast has been left for them at the gates. Old pines slake their thirst on the offering made amongst them. A magpie roused from its slumber eyes something shiny far below its perch, but it looks too large to be pilfered.
It is a minute past midnight on the summer solstice, June 21st, 1997. These are the stories of three who stayed awake when the sun turned.