[ Figures that the Storm wouldn't let them go so easily. The heat of the sun, sudden and blinding, has her stop in place immediately. Eyes narrowing as they attempt to adjust to the light, then—
In front of her is a sight she's never seen before.
Beneath her feet, stretching as far as she can see, is sand. No sign of water ( no sea, lake, barely even a pond ), just shades of yellow that make up the landscape. It's... disorienting, almost downright alarming; yet another proof that the city of Cloudbank — with its polished landscapes and tall buildings — was a minority through and through.
( This is more the Country, with the golden fields of wheat. )
But regardless of her realization, no matter how earth-shattering it may be, they're still here for a reason. In front of her, standing in the desert, is a sea of people — she turns around, and armed men ( soldiers ) all seem to be looking ... up. Out into the landscape, on top of a curved stone peak.
She can't see what's going on — not from here. But from the sounds of it, it ... doesn't seem to be a good thing. Her jaw tenses, if briefly, before glancing over at Frederick.
And before she can think too hard about it, she reaches out to gently grip his arm. In the hopes that it does... something. ]
it was gr8, ty
In front of her is a sight she's never seen before.
Beneath her feet, stretching as far as she can see, is sand. No sign of water ( no sea, lake, barely even a pond ), just shades of yellow that make up the landscape. It's... disorienting, almost downright alarming; yet another proof that the city of Cloudbank — with its polished landscapes and tall buildings — was a minority through and through.
( This is more the Country, with the golden fields of wheat. )
But regardless of her realization, no matter how earth-shattering it may be, they're still here for a reason. In front of her, standing in the desert, is a sea of people — she turns around, and armed men ( soldiers ) all seem to be looking ... up. Out into the landscape, on top of a curved stone peak.
She can't see what's going on — not from here. But from the sounds of it, it ... doesn't seem to be a good thing. Her jaw tenses, if briefly, before glancing over at Frederick.
And before she can think too hard about it, she reaches out to gently grip his arm. In the hopes that it does... something. ]