#61
|
|||||
|
|||||
Kira: You wander around the platform for a ways(choosing the left path, because it seems nice), as the wind whips at you. Railings were an afterthought, clearly, though the platform is wide enough that you can avoid unfortunate accidents. As you walk, you are made aware of the presence of a book. Specifically, an animated red hardcover, which is hopping along frantically in an attempt to chase down a slowly rolling library cart full of the rest of its series. Come baaaaack... A dangling participle is fluttering out of the book, and it waves at you. This one appears to be a "to", though without knowing the sentence in question, you have little insight as to what the word wants. Accost the book? Or ignore it in pursuit of greater goals?
__________________
EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
#62
|
|||||
|
|||||
Kira quite liked the library. Granted, she liked stories better than she did books, but sometimes the two nestled up to each other in the form of genre fiction. Some were good, some were bad, but some part of her life definitely belonged to them. To that end, she hustled along to grant aid to the hopping book a few feet away. Although she originally sought to snatch it from the ground and return it to the trolley, another idea quickly formed in her mind. An idea which would progress the plot, at that.
"Little book," she said, still soldiering along beside the cart. She quickly decided to withhold her aid until she at least tried to ask. "We seek a tome," she added, "magical. Help us find it." Short, smart and to the point - and totally not due to her social anxiety. After all, she was talking to a book which she didn't expect to respond. How could social anxiety possibly apply? |
![]() |
Thread Tools | |
|
|