Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20170810203112/@comment-26108027-20170810205745

(mmmk)

The next morning...

Pixie wakes up with a quiet yawn, wondering where she is. The memories of the previous day come flooding back, making her wince.

She looks around the slightly damp sandstone cave, and the dying embers of last night's fire. She looks outside to see pools of clean water on the ground and caught on large leaves.