The Garden Needs Sorting Out

*Resin* · 01-19-2021, 06:19 AM

It didn't take Resin long to find her favorite place in the castle. The very top of the structure was one large stone platform with a lip of wall running its perimeter. One of the stone gargoyles had long since crumbled on one of its bases and it was large enough for the ashen woman to lay upon comfortably. She found herself braving the wind and heights to simply rest and survey her lands from up high. She felt much more at home in this place than she had in the hot springs and falls. It took her back to both good times and bad. Reminded her of what she'd accomplished and what she'd overcome. Each little event was a building block that brought her to this very moment.

An echoing voice reverberated up the stone passageway leading to the battlements. The black and grey woman curled her neck around, looking towards the stairway. "Here," she called out. There was no wind today and so her voice would carry down the stairwell, hopefully reaching whoever was looking for her.

"Speech"

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