[02/017]
[Presea had left her suite. There were people living there, and she didn't feel comfortable staying, even though they had been very welcoming to her. "A child shouldn't be alone on a big ship like this!"...
Now she was alone on the port observation deck, watching the stars. Her ever-present axe, resting across her knee, she idly polished as she stared out into the great unknown.
It was beautiful.]
Is it really over?
Now she was alone on the port observation deck, watching the stars. Her ever-present axe, resting across her knee, she idly polished as she stared out into the great unknown.
It was beautiful.]
Is it really over?