Whatever Alys had expected of her day, it was certainly not to run into another living soul among the vast expanse of King's End. She was so engrossed in her drawing that she didn't notice the person - a man, as it turned out - moving closer and closer, picking wildflowers as he went. When he appeared before her with a tip of his hat and a word of greeting, she couldn't help but make a face at the polite ma'am that fell from his lips. She'd never been called 'ma'am' before in her life, and she hadn't thought to start today.
"Hello," she said cautiously, closing her sketchbook gently and setting it aside. The man commented on the weather, which Alys supposed was fairly nice, though it was a bit warm for her tastes. It was strange to think of, since she'd hated the cold when she'd first arrived in Halo, but between the Academy's blessing and the new clothes she'd purchased in her time there, she'd grown comfortable in the cooler climes of the north. Instead of delving into her opinions on the weather, however, she admired the flowers held in the man's hands. "Those are pretty," she told him. "Are they for anything special?" Though, when she'd become so curious about other's lives was anyone's guess.
"Hello," she said cautiously, closing her sketchbook gently and setting it aside. The man commented on the weather, which Alys supposed was fairly nice, though it was a bit warm for her tastes. It was strange to think of, since she'd hated the cold when she'd first arrived in Halo, but between the Academy's blessing and the new clothes she'd purchased in her time there, she'd grown comfortable in the cooler climes of the north. Instead of delving into her opinions on the weather, however, she admired the flowers held in the man's hands. "Those are pretty," she told him. "Are they for anything special?" Though, when she'd become so curious about other's lives was anyone's guess.
alys glasse
waiting for the right mind to drive insane
