[It's a morning like any other. They always seem to be the same in this town, and while there's something to be said for the certainty of routine, Blake often finds herself wishing for change— for something just a little bit more. She's decided that her morning errands won't end the same way that they always do— not today. Today, she intends to make a visit to the capital. Though her reasons are varied, and there are plenty of bookstores and a grand library that would serve as temptation enough, the most pressing reason for her decision is the sudden but insistent feeling that she must.
First, however, she has to make a couple of her usual stops. As she rounds the corner to approach the bakery, she nearly stumbles over a young girl in a bright red hood— she doesn't recognize the cloak, but she does spot the three heart-shaped crystals on the other girl's wrist, just like the ones on her own. Considering that not everyone has them, it seems strange that she should almost run into someone else who does.]
I'm sorry— that was a near miss. I don't think I've seen you here before?
closed to ruby | there goes the baker with his tray like always
First, however, she has to make a couple of her usual stops. As she rounds the corner to approach the bakery, she nearly stumbles over a young girl in a bright red hood— she doesn't recognize the cloak, but she does spot the three heart-shaped crystals on the other girl's wrist, just like the ones on her own. Considering that not everyone has them, it seems strange that she should almost run into someone else who does.]
I'm sorry— that was a near miss. I don't think I've seen you here before?