The Wishing Well

Busy Streets

The second came and left as fast as he could not pondering at the possibility of the new world but eager to find Cayden. Edmond worried not about their circumstance of little money, or the new world but he did worry for the safety of a teenager whose world had been destroyed by the very hands Edmond called his own. The next three came together but these three had stopped to breath in the unpolluted air, to stare at the gardens and greens that grew. The world had the small village they were just in but seeing it alive with people and vendors made all so different. They recognized the streets and started to roam, not knowing if they made it to where they needed to be.

"Let's split up, meet back here in 2 hours. If we can at least find one then we'll be sure to find the other. If not..." James exhaled a breath of desperation. "Well they shouldn't have left town, even if it is bigger than it was when we left our world."

Hanna nodded in a silent, understanding agreement, and Charlie nodded a singular and cold nod. Hanna took off to the left to weave the back streets of a slow road that few walked. Charlie did the same but to the right of where they originally stood. James ran down the busiest of roads, knowing that at least one of the two would have stopped to earn some money in whatever way they could, and the best way to find those kinds of options is to talk with everyone to see if someone had a job opening. Of course James didn't realize that the guitar had been saved either.

On one of the busiest streets in town, Cayden discovered a very popular restaurant that just so happened to be looking for an artist to help them. They were looking to refurnish the place with theme, to help them get their style points up and hire a musician or dancer to provide live entertainment to customers. Luckily for them Cayden was able to help with all of that. An artist has an artist's eye, or ear, and Cayden happened to have both.