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| The Blackest River He Ever Did Saw | |
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| Topic Started: Tue Apr 20, 2010 1:35 am (68 Views) | |
| Edward A. Wolfram | Tue Apr 20, 2010 1:35 am Post #1 |
 
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The Black River -- it seemed Cascadia quite fancied its misnomers. At least it truly was a river this time though, as opposed to being some cliff or desert or equally non-river item. Wolfram could not begrudge it to much anyways; there was an assortment of people, and they had been kind enough to inform him that 'The Black River' was actually a wonderful place. Wolfram quite liked meeting nice people; they were increasingly rare, and for little reason. It harmed the strangers none to tell him the truth. Pure, crystalline water stared back at his reflection. The blond had not yet slipped into the water; wasn't confident enough in his swimming prowess after spending so much time indoors during the winter with little exercise, and didn't quite see the point when there were people within it that he could observe. Young children splashing one another, teenagers playing. A few more aquatic races had found life within the waters as well, and those fascinated him all the more because he'd not seen anything like them for the most part. Perhaps he would have to try and find some sort of... barrel for his home. Made of glass. He could fill it with some of these creatures, watch them. They did not move like the people; no, more like birds, their bodies gliding gracefully and somehow never tiring. He'd yet to see any take a single breath, or even find some area to rest at as the swimming grew tiresome on their forms. Fascinating. |
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