[Area] Charcherry town/forest, Starter Planet
Nov 2, 2015 14:22:47 GMT -8
Post by flightlessicarus on Nov 2, 2015 14:22:47 GMT -8
Seth walked out of his treehouse and took a whiff of fresh air.
The scent of autumn decay.
He lifted slightly off the ground and descended from the front porch to the forest floor below, in a slow controlled manner. How long had it been since he's been able to lift off?
Seth touched down and took in his surroundings. fairly average-sized trees with full crowns of purple leaves dominated the forest, with a few bare cherry trees and some oddly burnt trees in between. Much of the smaller plants here and there had already shriveled up or had gone dormant for the colder season.
A thin, straight, gravel path extended straight towards town. He remembered back to the incident that prompted it, and then remembered Ben. He would have to let him know that he had recovered by now. He's likely either worried sick, or trying to track him down. The best place to look first would be in town. Maybe he would be able to find out more about what's going on.
Seth walked along the gravel path. His legs were still a little cramped, but not too much. While walking forwards, he took inventory of any other possible conditions and such. As expected, he felt quite a bit physically weaker than he remembered. Thankfully, it seemed his temporal abilities were about the same, if not slightly stronger. It must have been from passively using them every day to keep track of the time, as well as using them to create a crude day-night cycle within his dream.
Eventually, Seth arrived in Charcherry town.
A prospitian mail-lady sleeps on top of a wooden box in a cart with a plain pillow and blanket in the middle of town.
Seth looks around, the changes from the rift are still somewhat new to him, but they are at least vaguely recognizable. Not much has changed in the past few months it seems.
The scent of autumn decay.
He lifted slightly off the ground and descended from the front porch to the forest floor below, in a slow controlled manner. How long had it been since he's been able to lift off?
Seth touched down and took in his surroundings. fairly average-sized trees with full crowns of purple leaves dominated the forest, with a few bare cherry trees and some oddly burnt trees in between. Much of the smaller plants here and there had already shriveled up or had gone dormant for the colder season.
A thin, straight, gravel path extended straight towards town. He remembered back to the incident that prompted it, and then remembered Ben. He would have to let him know that he had recovered by now. He's likely either worried sick, or trying to track him down. The best place to look first would be in town. Maybe he would be able to find out more about what's going on.
Seth walked along the gravel path. His legs were still a little cramped, but not too much. While walking forwards, he took inventory of any other possible conditions and such. As expected, he felt quite a bit physically weaker than he remembered. Thankfully, it seemed his temporal abilities were about the same, if not slightly stronger. It must have been from passively using them every day to keep track of the time, as well as using them to create a crude day-night cycle within his dream.
Eventually, Seth arrived in Charcherry town.
A prospitian mail-lady sleeps on top of a wooden box in a cart with a plain pillow and blanket in the middle of town.
Seth looks around, the changes from the rift are still somewhat new to him, but they are at least vaguely recognizable. Not much has changed in the past few months it seems.
