Caught A Baseball With My Face

Cicadas hummed their melody as Aerndis journeyed farther south toward the great river that snaked it's way through the land. It was a good time to travel. The sun had almost set completely, it's hazy glow along the horizon lighting her way until the moon rose. She'd opted to settle in the south for the summer after meeting her grandfather Valentine. It felt good to have that family connection again even if she wasn't all that close to her father. However, the heat of the day did give her pause from time to time. She'd normally prefer to spend the summers up north but now that land was filled with memories of what should have been there. It just felt empty now.

She slipped through a grove of tall pine-like trees as she approached the river for a drink. It was indeed a vast and mighty river. Aerndis had just dipped her head for a drink when a chattering noise caught her attention. She looked up, wondering if there was something in the tree when a pine cone suddenly dislodged and hit her square in the face. "Gah!" With a yell she stumbled back and crashed right into the river. Coming up she spat out the water and glared up at the tree. Charming, just charming.



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