[She had been awake for some time now, a feeling of dread shaking her from getting any more rest. She'd been in these gardens for about a month, and still no sign of getting home, or finding her friends.
She looks outside, seeing nothing but a torrent of whiteness--it's a blizzard, and Konoka's ill equipped to venture out. She huddles back in her provided bag, and then...
...there isn't a soul around.
And for the first time since she arrived, Konoka felt horribly alone.]
Konoka and...(?)
She looks outside, seeing nothing but a torrent of whiteness--it's a blizzard, and Konoka's ill equipped to venture out. She huddles back in her provided bag, and then...
...there isn't a soul around.
And for the first time since she arrived, Konoka felt horribly alone.]
This is scary...
Secchan...