Rayvin
Weekend Wallflower
“May the Sapphire Star guide your way.”
A young hunter awoke to the sound of that voice in her dreams. It had sounded so real as if she were still there in the gathering hall in the Old World. That had only been a few days ago, a surreal feeling that it had just happened and that it had been forever ago.
She sat up in her hammock to peer outside a circular window as she stretched. A wide, blue ocean stretched out all around as clouds drifted by the ship.
“Mmm..”, there was a long groan before she rubbed her neck and swung her legs over to make head out and make her way toward the deck. Many more like her were already bustling about, attending to ship maintenance, sailing, and even the galley. The latter sounded like the best idea first thing in the morning.
A young hunter awoke to the sound of that voice in her dreams. It had sounded so real as if she were still there in the gathering hall in the Old World. That had only been a few days ago, a surreal feeling that it had just happened and that it had been forever ago.
She sat up in her hammock to peer outside a circular window as she stretched. A wide, blue ocean stretched out all around as clouds drifted by the ship.
“Mmm..”, there was a long groan before she rubbed her neck and swung her legs over to make head out and make her way toward the deck. Many more like her were already bustling about, attending to ship maintenance, sailing, and even the galley. The latter sounded like the best idea first thing in the morning.