Nov 27, 2013
Dawnrora was reading from the pages of her blue journal, leaning against an odd tree, very odd indeed. She wasn't sure where she was or how she had ended up there, but she knew that someone was staring at her. Slowly lowering her book, she looked up at the stranger.
"Why do I get the feeling that I should know who you are?" she asked curiously. Was this a dream? Is that why she didn't know where she was? Well she wasn't sure at all...