>>6114704Feeling adventurous, you swing your legs over the balcony’s marble parapet, looking at the pearly shore of the Sea of Salina.
“It’s so different,” you mumble, watching the white houses, capped in blue and gold, leading way to the wooden piers and the white shores and the blue waves. Unlike the previous days filled with rain and overcast skies, the morning is clear. A bank of fluffy white clouds lingers in the distance, like wandering ships or perhaps scattered castles, a forgotten bastion that will disappear within hours.
The Sea of Salina stretches in every direction, swallowing every gaze. It is so ponderously large. Back when you used to have a home, you could still see the hills and towns encroaching the lake, no matter how far off you pushed your gaze. There are no islands, no blooming red reeds, no island of the Echorian…
There’s only the vast blueness, and the scattered golden light of the Sun-Birther.
“I hope it is a good kind of different,” Rubida sighs, opening the door with her shoulder and stepping into the balcony. She holds a large tray filled with fruit, milk, pastries and every other delicacy this small harbour town can offer four tentative Knights on a mission. Which makes even Rubida’s strong arms tense with effort.
“It is a bit overwhelming. I remember living in a place where the sea was just a part of the environment not all of it. It will take me some time to get used to this.”
“We have a few days to spend on a ship anyway.” She sets the tray on the marble table, helping herself to a cup of grapes and apple slices. “The milk is warm, you may want to have a cup before it gets cold.”
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