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Thought-Provoked Wanderer
“Nothing but open sea as far as the eye can see” Penelope commented as she enjoyed her view of the Atlantic ocean. She only seen it once when she was a little girl and her father had taken his family to the beach on vacation. At that time, life was simple and Penelope did need to have a care in the world. Sadly, that time has ended and Penelope had so much on the line for one person to deal with. She sighed sadly, and kept controlling the mechanism.
Penelope had been flying in the Flyer for almost 4 hours now. It was a simple machine to fly after she had gotten used to. Penelope looked at the beacon and watched at it simply beep to the area for where she was headed. Penelope closed her eyes and gripped the beacon in her hands as she thought about Ian for a moment. “I must let what happened in the past go for myself… in order to protect my country. Stay strong…” she whispered to herself.
The beacon started to beep louder, causing Penelope to come out of a silenced moment and looking in front of her. Her eyes widen and she opened her mouth a little. “Land ho…” she whispered quietly. The beacon started to beep even louder, while the Flyer started to act crazy, completely going in the opposite direction that she wanted to go.
“Damn it… stupid machine! Stop it! Let me take control.” she yelled at it. The Flyer took a hard right causing her to hit her head on a metal item. She was knocked almost instantly. The Flyer continued to its marked destination.
Penelope eyes opened slowly as she was coming back to conscious. Her head was pounding, while she looked around to see where she was. Penelope slowly touched the right side of her head and noticed that she had blood coming from it. Penelope wiped it away from her, knowing that at some point she would have to bandage herself. Months constantly building up her pain tolerance was finally coming to some use.
“I must be here… the Flyer has landed.” she said to herself. The sun was shining bright and the weather was warm. She could smell smoke but it was not from the Flyer it was from the building that she landed across from.
Penelope lifted the door to the Flyer up and stumbled out from being in a tight area for so long. She looked around her surroundings, and took joy from the area. “Such beauty….” she said. The trees were green and the grass was even greener. The clouds were such a bright white and the sun was still high in the sky. The smell of smoke that was coming from the building and becoming a botherance. America was truly a beautiful sight. Penelope started to understand why people were leaving England. There was so much opportunity in here.
“I do not understand why the Flyer has taken me here, but I need to find some answers. I need to find Ian.” she said. Penelope began to move and her legs began to shake causing her to fall towards the ground. She tried to stand but her legs would not allow her to. She cursed quietly under her breath.
“I shall rest for now and then continue the journey.” she said as she crawled over to a tree that was a short distance from her position. Penelope laid her back on the tree and put her katana on her lap just in case she felt a danger come close. Penelope let her neck length blonde hair fall and sighed. “I miss my long back length hair…” she whispered to herself. Penelope put her mask over her mouth and nose to block out the smell of smoke. She closed her eyes slowly and began to rest. The pain from her wound was becoming less and less.
Penelope had been flying in the Flyer for almost 4 hours now. It was a simple machine to fly after she had gotten used to. Penelope looked at the beacon and watched at it simply beep to the area for where she was headed. Penelope closed her eyes and gripped the beacon in her hands as she thought about Ian for a moment. “I must let what happened in the past go for myself… in order to protect my country. Stay strong…” she whispered to herself.
The beacon started to beep louder, causing Penelope to come out of a silenced moment and looking in front of her. Her eyes widen and she opened her mouth a little. “Land ho…” she whispered quietly. The beacon started to beep even louder, while the Flyer started to act crazy, completely going in the opposite direction that she wanted to go.
“Damn it… stupid machine! Stop it! Let me take control.” she yelled at it. The Flyer took a hard right causing her to hit her head on a metal item. She was knocked almost instantly. The Flyer continued to its marked destination.
Penelope eyes opened slowly as she was coming back to conscious. Her head was pounding, while she looked around to see where she was. Penelope slowly touched the right side of her head and noticed that she had blood coming from it. Penelope wiped it away from her, knowing that at some point she would have to bandage herself. Months constantly building up her pain tolerance was finally coming to some use.
“I must be here… the Flyer has landed.” she said to herself. The sun was shining bright and the weather was warm. She could smell smoke but it was not from the Flyer it was from the building that she landed across from.
Penelope lifted the door to the Flyer up and stumbled out from being in a tight area for so long. She looked around her surroundings, and took joy from the area. “Such beauty….” she said. The trees were green and the grass was even greener. The clouds were such a bright white and the sun was still high in the sky. The smell of smoke that was coming from the building and becoming a botherance. America was truly a beautiful sight. Penelope started to understand why people were leaving England. There was so much opportunity in here.
“I do not understand why the Flyer has taken me here, but I need to find some answers. I need to find Ian.” she said. Penelope began to move and her legs began to shake causing her to fall towards the ground. She tried to stand but her legs would not allow her to. She cursed quietly under her breath.
“I shall rest for now and then continue the journey.” she said as she crawled over to a tree that was a short distance from her position. Penelope laid her back on the tree and put her katana on her lap just in case she felt a danger come close. Penelope let her neck length blonde hair fall and sighed. “I miss my long back length hair…” she whispered to herself. Penelope put her mask over her mouth and nose to block out the smell of smoke. She closed her eyes slowly and began to rest. The pain from her wound was becoming less and less.