There is love inside this madness
We are walking on the moon
We are walking on the moon
Sohalia joined the others in mopping, and between the lot of them, they made quick work of the puddles throughout the structure of the observatory. The floor was, perhaps, still slightly damp as they finished, but it was a great deal better than it had been before, and it would no doubt dry more quickly than the rest of them, who were still soaked from their efforts in the rain. With the pitter-patter of raindrops to keep them company from above, Soh and her friends took a breather as the mops were gathered and put away, buckets were taken outside to be emptied, and everyone returned to the center of the space for additional instructions.
"We'll need to let things dry a bit before we get into more of the structural work," Soh called out after conferring with the lead builder. "Why don't we meet back here tomorrow morning, and we'll continue from there?"
The next morning dawned as stormy as the last, but with somewhere dry to gather, their group was blessedly rain-free and ready for more work. Soh stood in the center of the space, chatting with the workers, her blonde hair piled on top of her head, revealing the burn scar along the side of her neck from the battle that had destroyed the Spyglass to begin with. Once everyone had gathered, she turned to them with a clap of her hands. "Thank you all for coming again!" she said. "Now that the roof is repaired, hopefully the rest of our work will go easier. Now, here's what we need to do..."
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Onwards! We need to finish cleaning up the space. There is a variety of debris - broken glass, wood beams, etc. - that need to be picked up. Let's do that now! No post order!
"We'll need to let things dry a bit before we get into more of the structural work," Soh called out after conferring with the lead builder. "Why don't we meet back here tomorrow morning, and we'll continue from there?"
The next morning dawned as stormy as the last, but with somewhere dry to gather, their group was blessedly rain-free and ready for more work. Soh stood in the center of the space, chatting with the workers, her blonde hair piled on top of her head, revealing the burn scar along the side of her neck from the battle that had destroyed the Spyglass to begin with. Once everyone had gathered, she turned to them with a clap of her hands. "Thank you all for coming again!" she said. "Now that the roof is repaired, hopefully the rest of our work will go easier. Now, here's what we need to do..."
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Onwards! We need to finish cleaning up the space. There is a variety of debris - broken glass, wood beams, etc. - that need to be picked up. Let's do that now! No post order!
Though I don't believe in magic
I believe in me and you
I believe in me and you
Sohalia
