"I hope not!" Ibani grumbles. "Between your luck and my luck..." Seriously, IS the multiverse out to get them?
They pass through trees, many a hundred years old or more and reach a small glade. "Here we are." There's a spring fed pond in the middle of it, rocky shelves leading like steps down into the water. A giant Alderaanian oak spreads its boughs out and provides dappled shade at this time of day.
There are no people, but there are wild things hiding around the glade, insects and birds and herbivorous animals.
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Date: 2020-09-09 11:18 pm (UTC)They pass through trees, many a hundred years old or more and reach a small glade. "Here we are." There's a spring fed pond in the middle of it, rocky shelves leading like steps down into the water. A giant Alderaanian oak spreads its boughs out and provides dappled shade at this time of day.
There are no people, but there are wild things hiding around the glade, insects and birds and herbivorous animals.
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