Puron Psych

42

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"Wow... this place is beautiful..."

There was a waterfall running down a tall cliff coated in green.

There were island houses made of straw and wood spread around in a way to compliment the scenery. The water led to a river, which there was a wooden bridge hanging over.

It was so clear that Harper could see the fish, many kinds with different bright colors in the water. Hyde was leading them toward the center, where a large wooden boardpost was planted.

"It's okay..."

"You don't think the water looks amazing?"

"I've seen Itaria." Hyde shrugged. "It's nice and open, with lots of sunlight. This place has sunlight, but it's damp and humid."

"Look at the positives."

"That was the positive." Hyde stopped in front of the board and skimmed over it. There was a map in the top left corner. Harper couldn't reach it, but with Hyde's height, he was able to see it clearly.

The map was weaved together with long grass and marked on with ink.

"Can you read it?" Harper glanced at Hyde. She couldn't see much from her eye level but it looked like symbols scattered on the map.

"It's just as I thought," Hyde groaned. "We're in Paradiso."

"Paradiso?"

"An island in between Itaria and Krahagh. The pod sent us in the opposite direction from Westona."

"That's a relief,"

"It's not." Hyde pointed to the small image of two messy circles in the bottom right corner, showing the full country. "It would've been better if we landed on the mainland. That way, I could've contacted Harald easily for assistance."

Harper kept quiet about her thoughts on the Kragite man.

"We are on this rural little part, beside it. There are no banks here, and no system in place for established functionality. I won't be able to withdraw any cash. They'll only take gold talents."

"So are we off the grid?"

"Unfortunately, yeah, until I find a trading post to contact Harald."

"Look at the bright side." Harper cheered. "No one will be able to find us here. The people here probably aren't even aware of what's going on with the other countries."

"I don't have any funds to do anything." Hyde shook his head. "There is no bright side to this situation. Without money, we're screwed."

"We can find a job." Harper glanced at another sheet stuck onto the board. "We just need to write down our special skills and apply."

"Not sure if they'll take severing heads and cutting throats as a special skill."

"Maybe they will! That sounds like a nice job for a butcher!"

Hyde glowered at her.

"No? Okay. Let's see..." Harper giggled nervously. As Harper ran her index finger down the list of jobs, a tall man, with a dark tan and long wavy black hair shoved Harper away from where she was standing.

"Hey!" She stumbled into Hyde, who caught her and steadied her. "I was reading!" She squeaked.

The man ignored her and took her spot. Hyde felt the urge to speak up about the man's disrespect. But he knew his urge would lead to a brawl. For now, he kept quiet and observed the man.