What's the Plan, Stan?

Annwyn’s gaze shifted toward the disguised quicksand, her eyes narrowing with focus. She watched intently as Talyssa demonstrated, noting the precise moment the sand gave way beneath her foot. The almost invisible dip in the landscape, now pointed out, proved nature's hidden dangers. A fine example to make. As Talyssa continued, Annwyn's mind mused through the implications of adaptability and flexibility. She reflected on her own experiences, where rigid strategies had sometimes led to peril. Especially her own choices.

The woman sucked in a deep breath, icy blue eyes peering up towards the sky, before they dropped back to the scholar woman. She offered only a stare, maybe an acknowledgement laid bare in the gleam of her eyes, and she took her leave.

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