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 Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2026 2:44 pm
* Ruka walks through the woods, it had been a unusual dry winter. The snow had been light and sky had cried very little. It had been many years since he had seen something so odd. Looking around he heads for the lake. He blinks as he enters the meadow. He stares at the browning grass and flowers. He looks at the beautiful bright sky with no clouds. He walks to the lake and stops near the edge. He stares at the water, hoping that it will rain.*
* Morganna stand on the otherside of the lake, she had trouble sleeping. The spirits had been warning her that it might be a dry spring. He had only come to these lands a few months ago. He world was so different from this one. Not that this world wasn't as beautiful. At least there didn't seem to anyone that knew how she had come here. She looks around and notices Ruka. She heads for him, maybe he was here to help or tell her if they had a spring like this before. Walking until she was beside him. She watches him carefully.* " Excuse me Ruka, but it is always this dry?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2026 12:45 pm
* Ruka turns to stare at Morganna. He smiles and looks around and shakes his head. He in fact couldnt rememeber the last time it had been some warm and dry. His home had always been wet and cold for at least a couple more months. But this year it had been little rain and barly any snow. He smiles at her again.* " no It usually it is very wet and cold until the middle of next month or even the start of the next season". He looks at her then at the grass and trees. * " I have a story about the spring I was born would you like to hear jt?" * He smiles again*
*Morganna looks around again. so this place was much like her former home. She looks around and then back to him.* " Only if I can tell you stories about my homeland."
* Ruka smiles at her.* " you have a deal. So I was born in the spring next month is my birthday. Anyway. The year was born was one of the worest snow falls on record. My mon said that she tried to us warm my siblings and I before we came out of the basket. Once we came out we was very white. It was cold and my parents did their best to keep us warm. I remember diving into the snow and hiding from my parents. my sister did not like me doing this but to me so much fun. As I got a little bigger it got warmer and I enjoying the warmth when it finallly came." * He smiles and looks around again*
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