December 1, 2013

Chapter One, Page Two

In case of trouble, her father told her to take his sword, old and chipped as it is, and make for the road. He showed her a brown shoulder-slung pack and told her where to find dehydrated food and the bottles of water which could provide hydration.

But even though she’s might have cried the water out of herself, she doesn’t feel thirsty, so she’s sitting on the lip of a dry fountain, wondering what exactly to do next. Frame’s father didn’t tell her anything else, although from the map Frame found tucked into the inner pocket of her dark grey jacket, she can tell her father was thinking trouble would be coming along before long.
<Okay, so what's on the map?>

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