FireSpyGirl

"Easy, Siren." Rose said with a smile. She sat down, leaning against the wall.

Cleona choked upon hearing what the girl said. "Danger? Have you never heard of The Essex? Moby Dick? Watched Heart of the Sea? It's one of the most dangerous things ...

Rose raised one eyebrow, a smile tugging at her lips. "Very well." She looked around and sighed. "I miss my trees." She mumbled.

Cleona turned as another person came up. "How many more people are coming? How are you guys even in my nightmare?" She asked, half exasperatedly. She looked at the sky ...

Rose just nodded and resumed going through crates

Cleona's eyebrow shot up, but she did not say anything.

Cleona looked at the girl through narrowed eyes. "I have never been able to figure out how to get out of it. I reach a certain point and that's it. ...

Rose shook his hand. "I'm Rose." She put the crate back and reached for another one, and then stopped. A thoughtful look came on her face. "You know, earlier, some ...

Cleona turned as the girls voice broke into her thoughts, her hand automatically going to the back of her jacket, were her knife lay. She thought better on it, upon ...

Just added that.

Cleona stood up, staring down the gray street. The wind whistled through the twisted trees, the cobblestones were gray, as well as all the Victorian houses that lined the street. ...

I'll do the nightmare.

May I join??

Rose laughed. "It's called Flour, Siren, but we can use it as pillows." She looked at Issac. "Trying to find something we could use in these crates." She told him, ...

Rose looked at Siren and nodded. "Good idea. Shall we get to it?" She was glad to have something to do. All the others were in a big group, obviously ...