- In the airspace above the grounds - Sunday afternoon -
Karal had said he could.
And someone else had mentioned that this place was in an ocean. An ocean! The very idea of it. He couldn't help but think of Kumbricia and the flood, of all that water rushing in, more water than he'd ever seen in his life, and great churning waves like the ones that had taken Dorothy's parents, or so she'd said. The Witch had mentioned Restwater a time or two, as had Dorothy, but he'd never seen such a thing.
That was why he was on the broom. And because Karal had said, blatantly, that he could. And that way, he was up high away from the ocean. Up high, so he could see it and get a view and really see if there was no land within sight in one direction, or if someone had lied to him.
He wouldn't put it past anyone, after all.
It was good to fly, good to be free of the earth and free of concerns and just plain free. He'd have to land eventually, since his stomach was rumbling and he'd need to go get some of the food he'd taken from the picnic out of his little hiding place in the room (Karal had mentioned a cafeteria, but why not plan for all eventualities?), but for now, he was a creature of Air.
[very much open for anyone, air or ground]
And someone else had mentioned that this place was in an ocean. An ocean! The very idea of it. He couldn't help but think of Kumbricia and the flood, of all that water rushing in, more water than he'd ever seen in his life, and great churning waves like the ones that had taken Dorothy's parents, or so she'd said. The Witch had mentioned Restwater a time or two, as had Dorothy, but he'd never seen such a thing.
That was why he was on the broom. And because Karal had said, blatantly, that he could. And that way, he was up high away from the ocean. Up high, so he could see it and get a view and really see if there was no land within sight in one direction, or if someone had lied to him.
He wouldn't put it past anyone, after all.
It was good to fly, good to be free of the earth and free of concerns and just plain free. He'd have to land eventually, since his stomach was rumbling and he'd need to go get some of the food he'd taken from the picnic out of his little hiding place in the room (Karal had mentioned a cafeteria, but why not plan for all eventualities?), but for now, he was a creature of Air.
[very much open for anyone, air or ground]