Made of Glass
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Word Count » 437 ::Late morning mid afternoon ok? Set for January 8th


So much had happened over the last few days, Eclipse nearly wanted to go straight home, but she wanted to visit something she’d only heard of in rumors and talk. The fabled Halifax city. A place that had buildings far taller than trees and they were still erected. It was something the girl had to find out, and she knew the general direction. So when she had been through with visiting that of her old home she moved eastward towards the opposite shore. It didnt’ take her too long to reach the near area, but unfortunately for her it was nearly too dark for the young woman so she set camp for the night. She had to treat her wound anyway, though it was shallow, she didn’t want it infected. She wanted her arm to be absolutely use able in the future.

The next morning she got up bright and early, finding her barings were off.... she had overshot the whole city... that’s what she got for walking at dusk into night. Grumbling to herself she doused the fire and headed south to where she could start seeing something in the distance as she walked closer to where she was sure the city was. Her eyes widened as she found that the houses in the distance were bigger, and taller than she had origionally thought and soon she was coming closer and closer to the city, her heard beat in excitement and fear at the same time. The buildings were so huge!!! MKoving closer she noticed the old human habitats gerw cloer together and larger, so when she found herself facing a greenhouse she was utterly surprised. The structure of glass was entirely new to the woman, so walking up she wondered how it was made. She moved closer and peered in to get a closer look to see what was in there. To her astonishment plants were flourishing inside, and she widened her eyes, if there were plants and they were getting what they needed, that meant whoever made the place was possibly still alive, but she thought humans had died out a long time ago? all she could smell was that of a passing wolf, or so the thought, as she stared in wide eyed wonder at the plants inside.. She wanted to see what was inside, but then thought better as if they were cared for then there was someone who owned the glass house. She wasnt just going to barge in but she continued to peer inside to see if she could make out whatever she could that was being grown.

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