Not Recognizable
Who: aikurushii
Where:
Style: Prose or Action, I'll match
Status: OPEN
A gentle breeze and the tickling scratch of grass blades against his cheek was the first thing Mori became aware of as he slowly opened his eyes. Why was he in a field?
He couldn’t remember coming to a park and certainly not falling asleep in one; in fact, if he remembered correctly, it had been raining.
He stood, brushing loose grass bits from his pants and coat. Looking around he easily determined that this wasn’t a park he’d ever been to, which was more confusing than helpful.
If he’d never been here before, what was he doing here now?
“What’s going on?”
Well, standing around, confused, by a lake wasn’t helping anything.
Where:
Style: Prose or Action, I'll match
Status: OPEN
A gentle breeze and the tickling scratch of grass blades against his cheek was the first thing Mori became aware of as he slowly opened his eyes. Why was he in a field?
He couldn’t remember coming to a park and certainly not falling asleep in one; in fact, if he remembered correctly, it had been raining.
He stood, brushing loose grass bits from his pants and coat. Looking around he easily determined that this wasn’t a park he’d ever been to, which was more confusing than helpful.
If he’d never been here before, what was he doing here now?
“What’s going on?”
Well, standing around, confused, by a lake wasn’t helping anything.