001; city walls [voice]

[unhexed]

Ah, there we go. Hello

Comments

[unhexed]

Thank you.

Have you been here a long time?

[unhexed]

It's nice to meet you! Two months would hopefully give one a rough estimate. It's a little overwhelming, though, this place.

[unhexed]

Oh, it's not too bad. It's mostly the possibility of it all--I've lived in one place my entire life, and it wasn't like this. Small town girl, you know?

[unhexed]

It seems like it. You also seem like you've done a good job adapting!

[unhexed]

That seems more stable than flipping back and forth, at least.

Were there blue ribbons involved?

[unhexed]

That's the kind of conspiracy theory I like hearing about. This Miss Fulton sounds like quite the competitor!

[unhexed]

I hope not.

Home world. I hadn't thought of it quite like that. I'm from a very small, mostly unimportant pocket of it, and I'm not sure what frame of reference to go by...we've got B-list reality show celebrities and superheroes and people like that in America, although I don't pay them a great deal of attention. In Transia I live at the base of the mountains, a little ways away from the village. In the winter there's thicker snow than I've ever seen anywhere else, even television. I'll miss that, I think, if I'm still here then.

What about yours? Beyond the blue ribbons.

[unhexed]

Transia is near Serbia and Transylvania. It's tiny. And since there are other worlds, I suppose there's always the possibility it might not even exist other places, as odd as that is to think about.

Oh, my. I'll remember that.

I've only seen New York in pictures...they don't usually show the gray snow or talk about the smog, but nothing really is ever like they show it in photographs. Everything changes too fast.

That's something worth remembering. You're clearly a small town girl at heart! Even if you moved up and onward to the big city.