Characters:
deathlinked and others
Location: Plazaaaaaa
Time: You choose!
Style: First
Status: Open!
[ There was a young boy wrapped in a towel and sitting on a bench today in the plaza. Curled up tightly, his knees pulled up to his chest, he dozed quietly there on the bench. He seemed to still be soaked to the bone and not drying any time soon, the drip drip drip of his hair on the bench becoming an audible sound in the quiet plaza.
It's curious, really. Since when did Vatheon bring in such young children? ]