Turquoise

[dramatispersonae]

[You find yourselves surrounded by mud walls and a ceiling, the grass of the clearing still dense under your feet. The room is well-lit by the usual lights that litter Aather during the night. There is a small pool of water in one corner and a piece of paper stuck to one of the walls]

Comments

[chrnological]

It's not in our hands anymore.

[standbyrival]

It was. Live and learn, I guess.

[chrnological]

[not much to say to that.]