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vatheonLocation: Middle District Park
Time: Around noon
Style: Prose, but open for for anything.
Status: Open.
Fingers hovered over the keys of her laptop waiting for something to write, but their owner was just too preoccupied. Sitting in the grass of some meadow she stumbled upon, the girl was taking in all of the sights and sounds. It wasn't that she was surprised about being in a new place, or frightened about being surrounded by ocean - after all, being surrounded by ocean in an apparently stable bubble, from what the locals had said, was certainly preferred to being surrounded by burning forests and meteors crashing into the earth around you - no. She was simply fascinated.
How was this possible? Sure, she'd heard the tales while inquiring about it, but it still baffled her. Intrigued her. And the way she was being treated was curious too.
So from the water back down to her laptop her eyes traveled, and she sighed.
"I have this nagging feeling I will not be getting much written any time soon."