It was one of those quiet, lazy days where nothing particular seemed to happen. Lately, Kodakdai had been exploring the city and figuring out how people spent their days there. He had even done a quest from the quest board and bought some children's books from a charming little bookstore. It seemed as good a time as any to take a walk, maybe read a little, or take some notes. He wandered through the streets of the city without a particular purpose until he came across a large fountain in the community center. The sound of flowing water made him feel at home.
Nearby the fountain, the draconic climbed up onto a park bench and pulled out a children's book. It was one of those silly sing-songy sort of books where all the words rhymed and most of them didn't make any sense. He had already read the book of course, but it provided a good cover for what he actually wanted to do: people watching. Now and then his pale blue eyes drifted off the edge of his book and followed one individual or another as they went about their day. He tried to guess what they might be up to, or what they were saying to each other.
Strangely enough, most of the people walking through didn't even notice the teal dragon laying on a park bench reading a colorfully illustrated children's book.
When the waters rose in the darkness in the wake of the endless flood, it flowed into our memory. It flowed into our blood.
Fanged was seldom by herself these days. She usually had some strange critter accompanying her while she did her daily chores. Today, she had decided to do it alone. She liked having a bit of solo time. It gave her time to reflect and it allowed for a certain level of discretion that could not be achieved when she was with a rare creature. She had a shopping list she needed to get through, but she had gotten a little distracted.
She found herself wandering to an area of the city that she hadn’t taken the time to really appreciate. The community center tended to be quite busy normally, well at least busier than she would have liked. But now, she was drawn to the area. Perhaps the sunny, spring weather had her in a good mood. Or perhaps her endless curiosity had been piqued by the unfamiliar place. Whatever the reason, she was here now and she couldn’t help but feel a little out of place.
Fanged scratched self-consciously at the base of her top set of ears. She wished she had something for her hands to do, but she hadn’t expected to be outside of the house for very long. The sound of water could be heard and it was then that she noticed the fountain. She inched closer. The inside of the fountain was filled with an assortment of coins, all symbolizing wishes that people had made. She imagined for a moment what a person might wish for, frowning when she felt her own wishes were unrealistic. Observing the fountain made her feel less anxious at the very least.