and now my bitter hands shake beneath the clouds
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She loved the way the sun could shine through the snow as it fell, casting miniature prisms momentarily before the snowflakes twisted, turned, and tumbled to the earth below. Perhaps that was why her lime green eyes watched the endless stretch of sky instead of the world at her feet. It kind of made her entire trip pointless, but there was something in the air that made her feel light-hearted and lifted concern from her mind. It was a relief to feel this way after so long. The last few days hadn't been pleasant. The nights accompanying those days had been far worse. She had lain awake, her mind churning with black thoughts.

She walked in her bipedal form, her eyes returning to the lay of the land. She slipped a hand to the leather satchel that rested at her hip, rummaging through it. She withdrew and unfurled a large sheet of paper. She had begun to make markings on it, tracing lines to indicate land masses, bodies of water.

She had decided to venture out of Crimson Dreams to continue her ongoing project. She really had fallen behind in it. She had been in these lands for a good amount of time now, but had next to no idea how to get around still. Geneva had been content to stay close within Crimson Dreams, but as her responsibilities grew, so did her need for new information, which brought her here now.
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