((originally posted by Akhira; recovered))


It was early in the morning when Akhira reached the docks of Vienda. Tired of travelling, Akhira sat on the end of a wooden pier and tried not to be not so lost. The difference between her hometown, Dorhaven, and Vienda was, truth to be told, uncomparable. Even though she didn't really like Dorhaven, at least she knew its streets and people. Now, Vienda ... well, she found the docks where she should take the boat to Surwood and that was a big success. The problem was that she had no idea where to go now. Where should she book for the trip? Should she book for the trip? Will she have enough money? Will there be a lot of people? All those thoughts made her stomach hurt. Akhira wished she could stay at home from where she could see and hear Wraithwine Wood. Listening to the wind howling through branches always calmed her down. But desire of knowledge was greater than homesickness.

Higher was sun, more people walked the streets and their voices filled the air. Akhira gazed at them and tried to ignore the increassing pain in her stomach, she was both nervous and hungry. Anyway, there was no time for self-pity, she needed to find someone who will know where should she fint the boat to Surwood. She stood up and headed, um, somewhere, hoping that she doesn't look as lost or uncomfortable as she felt.