Oh! There's so many crystals here... this one is especially pretty...
[Says the young girl that has (perhaps, foolishly) taken several steps into this cavern and is now examining all of the sparkling rocks here. She even attempts to break one off from the wall here to get a closer look at...
... Maybe someone should tell her not to touch these, or that it would be better to step outside before something else decides to make itself known.]
(it's high tide)
[Well, it's a very good thing that Fran knows how to swim! Although, she can't just doggy-paddle forever, especially not in the proper attire for it. As such, Fran has made her way up to the top of the tallest tree she could find to sit in and rest, though it doesn't seem like the water is going to stop rising... this could be a problem.]
Excuse me! Do you know when the tide is going to go back down? This is a nice tree, but I don't want to be up here forever. The squirrels are not going to be happy having us trespassing in their homes for too long.
[She asks, to some random person that is either swimming by, or might even be here in the tree with her.]
Fran Bow Dagenhart | Fran Bow
Oh! There's so many crystals here... this one is especially pretty...
[Says the young girl that has (perhaps, foolishly) taken several steps into this cavern and is now examining all of the sparkling rocks here. She even attempts to break one off from the wall here to get a closer look at...
... Maybe someone should tell her not to touch these, or that it would be better to step outside before something else decides to make itself known.]
(it's high tide)
[Well, it's a very good thing that Fran knows how to swim! Although, she can't just doggy-paddle forever, especially not in the proper attire for it. As such, Fran has made her way up to the top of the tallest tree she could find to sit in and rest, though it doesn't seem like the water is going to stop rising... this could be a problem.]
Excuse me! Do you know when the tide is going to go back down? This is a nice tree, but I don't want to be up here forever. The squirrels are not going to be happy having us trespassing in their homes for too long.
[She asks, to some random person that is either swimming by, or might even be here in the tree with her.]