The girl had a light brown shade of hair, with green eyes, pale-ish skin. She looked kinda pretty, but she didn't look nice. For a while, they just stood there and stared at eachother, daring the other to break the silence. Finally, the girl spoke up. "Who are you?" Was all she asked. "Name's Jason. You?" the boy responded. He felt awkward, as even though he should be bombarding her with questions as this is the first human encounter here, they were chatting awkwardly. "I'm..." she struggled to remember her name. Seemed she didn't run into many people. "I'm... Serina." Jason held out his hand to shake. She didn't accept. "so, what is this place?" Jason had to know. "what do you mean 'what is this place?' looks like you're older than me, you should know!" She was starting to sound aggressive. He noticed a knife she had in hand, and acted as if he hadn't. "but I just woke up here! Give me a break!" She was confused. What did he mean he just woke up here? There's no place other than here. Right? "That doesn't make sense. You had to have been born here." He was getting a bit annoyed. "no, I was born on a place that was complete, in one piece. This is just a bunch of floating chunks of ground." Was he lying? She wasn't sure. "alright... Well come to my home, and I'll explain everything." She didn't want to be nice to a stranger, but this guy was clueless.
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Drifted
FantasyAs any morning, a boy wakes up and rolls over. to find himself falling. he is now in a world of islands, which is baffling, as he knew last night he was in his home at an earth that was in one piece. now he was here.
