I need a smoke break.

Yuki Miyako · 08-26-2010, 01:19 AM

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Sucky and typed fast. Anywayss, finally got it up!

The trip to the cemetery had saddened her, but it had also brought on the inspiration she needed to head off to the city. She had never been to a city, she couldn't even imagine a place not covered in trees. From what she had heard, people cut down all of the trees to put down this concrete forest. "Yeah, because THIS is better." She spat sarcasticly. Of course she had seen flat land, but the highway had been made by humans, and that looked as if they carlessly threw that ugly grey stuff around. She wondered if that meant the humans had thought the earth was so unattractive that it needed to be hidden. 'What strange beings,' Her bi-coloured eyes studied the city in front of her, paying special attention to the buildings that branched out from the main rode. The buildings were intelligently built, but she couldn't see how you could call some thing like that home. She would miss sleeping under the stars, and maybe even that dangerous feeling that some thing was watching her.

It was definately not how she had pictured it. She had heard that since the humans had died, most of the things they created had went with them. She planned to study the ways they had lived, but from the looks of it, this place wouldn't hold much information. A teeming amount of the buildings had trailing plants she reconized as vines clinging to sides of them. Angelic looking pink and white flowers were growing from some of the vines, immediatly catching her eye with their bright colours, compaired to the dull colouration of the buildings surrounding her. Some small purple fruits could be found as well, but they did not look like they were in the season to eat.

The female soon wound up in a small building that looked like it had been a person's home at one point in time. Most of the dirty red bricks were painted over with mold, causing the entire house to have a earthy fragrance. After peeking around a bit, she guessed it was the household of a family at one time. Judging by the pocket-sized toy car in one of the small rooms, she guessed a mother and child lived here. But no trace of a male was found. When she was done inspecting; she exited the house. Afterwards she trotted along aimlessly for a while, searching for any thing else that might help her learn more about these things that were now nothing more then a peice of history.

Speaking aloud.All in her head.Acting upon it.

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