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Wind and Water...
On his way in, Roughshod had indeed passed by more interesting places. Nature of flying the Gateways. Passing from world to world to world, each different. Each... well, he did find this world's single yellow sun interesting. No Palesun. No Brightsun. Just one yellow ball of fire. One shadow. Daylight, strange. Night, only one moon. Plants. Animals. Different. But not so different he couldn't separate fish from fowl. Similar looks, different taste. Yes, he could breathe the air and eat the food of this world...
... "Your land is very wide... " Another thing he found different and interesting... "Not like Home, where wind and water share connections with land everywhere. Ocean not very far away, whatever way you fly." As he passed back over the very same lake he'd breakfasted from earlier, he turned wing and circled over the water, a glance over his shoulder at Kolda... "But I know a way to find ocean here."
He did, indeed. All water flows towards the ocean, so he simply circled till he spotted the lake's outflow, then started following that. Could take anything from several hours to several days, or more. But they were in no rush...
... "What will you do when you finally stand on beach sands... see the waves roll in?"
All words Roughshod spoke came clear to Kolda's ears, his voice pitched to carry through the windrush of flight.......
On his way in, Roughshod had indeed passed by more interesting places. Nature of flying the Gateways. Passing from world to world to world, each different. Each... well, he did find this world's single yellow sun interesting. No Palesun. No Brightsun. Just one yellow ball of fire. One shadow. Daylight, strange. Night, only one moon. Plants. Animals. Different. But not so different he couldn't separate fish from fowl. Similar looks, different taste. Yes, he could breathe the air and eat the food of this world...
... "Your land is very wide... " Another thing he found different and interesting... "Not like Home, where wind and water share connections with land everywhere. Ocean not very far away, whatever way you fly." As he passed back over the very same lake he'd breakfasted from earlier, he turned wing and circled over the water, a glance over his shoulder at Kolda... "But I know a way to find ocean here."
He did, indeed. All water flows towards the ocean, so he simply circled till he spotted the lake's outflow, then started following that. Could take anything from several hours to several days, or more. But they were in no rush...
... "What will you do when you finally stand on beach sands... see the waves roll in?"
All words Roughshod spoke came clear to Kolda's ears, his voice pitched to carry through the windrush of flight.......