As much as Sandry had wanted to take all of Stacy in at much, exploration of the entire ship in one walking sounded overwhelming and completely out of the question. There was so much of it she didn't understand, and she knew that she would probably end up getting lost or under someone's feet while they tried to work...
The city was a better--and safer--place to begin. It was large and full of so many different places and times and stories about people that Sandry could hardly contain her excitement at seeing as much of it as she could. A house could mean so much, even hidden amongst the giant buildings and glorious temples, and Sandry found herself drawn to one in-particular as she neared the end of her walk. It wasn't much, rather plain, but the sight of a garden behind it caught her eye.
Fully aware of how rude it was to barge in on someone else's work, the mage carefully made her way along the fence, taking in every plant in sight. The garden was well-tended and cared for. Briar and Rosethorn, she thought, would have been suitably impressed. It didn't take her long at all to spot the tall young man flopped over in the middle of the garden, and the idea to congratulate him on his work carried her closer to the fence before she really had the time to think that the poor fellow might want to be left alone.
"I don’t mean to startle you, but you’ve a lovely garden. I have friends who would be very impressed with it, were they awake."
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The city was a better--and safer--place to begin. It was large and full of so many different places and times and stories about people that Sandry could hardly contain her excitement at seeing as much of it as she could. A house could mean so much, even hidden amongst the giant buildings and glorious temples, and Sandry found herself drawn to one in-particular as she neared the end of her walk. It wasn't much, rather plain, but the sight of a garden behind it caught her eye.
Fully aware of how rude it was to barge in on someone else's work, the mage carefully made her way along the fence, taking in every plant in sight. The garden was well-tended and cared for. Briar and Rosethorn, she thought, would have been suitably impressed. It didn't take her long at all to spot the tall young man flopped over in the middle of the garden, and the idea to congratulate him on his work carried her closer to the fence before she really had the time to think that the poor fellow might want to be left alone.
"I don’t mean to startle you, but you’ve a lovely garden. I have friends who would be very impressed with it, were they awake."