Rivers.
The birthplace of nations, the arteries of commerce and the most
boring method of travel to exist. How positively mundane it is, to
stand on the wooden planks of an ironically named boat
of all things, and watch the land drift past. One day, I will not
need to travel in this
terrible and dull manner, on a boat
on a river.
Hydrophobia kicking in again. Get a
grip, Siur, it'll be fine. Just another hour or two, then we can get
off the boat and back
onto hopefully dry land. I hope that the stupid thing doesn't capsize
or anything. It sounds
like everything is fine, but what if it isn't? All I can do is blast
arcane force and fire at things, that's no use on a boat
that's sinking!
Maybe I can burn the water away. No,
that's stupid. The
water just keeps on coming, it's called flow for a reason. So I'd
have to find the source of the water, and then I can stop it and the
boat will stop sinking
and I'll be fine and won't have to drown.
Wait, that won't work, I'd have to
get off the boat in
the first place to find where the river starts. Irori help me, this
is not helping! I need
to think of something else to take my mind off the motion of the boat
on the water, and the creaking of the boat
as it floats along, and the potential for a catastrophic failure of
the structural integrity of the boat
and SHUT UP SIUR SERIOUSLY THIS IS NOT HELPING.
Think of something else. Something
other than the boat.
People. People aren't boats. Okay.
Heh, that's a cat. Seriously, a cat,
dressed up like people. I think this boat
is driving me mad.
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