Terra was excited. It was one thing to read about things, even to watch vids on them, but in a short time she was going to actually see, with her own eyes, the beaches of Kepler-Z. R’Zen, reading her excitement from behind and aching to give his much atrophied legs a good exercise, jogged to her side. Her horse, startled by the appearance of a fully grown matterhorn gentry suddenly appearing at its side, crow hopped and then calmed back to its original trot.
“N’Sa, apologetic for startling dumb animal,” he smiled his cantankerous smirk and Terra laughed, not missing his intended irony. “Beach not far,” he trilled, “if Ms. Terra wish to race.” He was stripping his leggings and tying them around his neck. Terra smiled, even giggled a little, then played a game she remembered playing with Ingrid what seemed like so very long ago.
Tune in for quick reads of the best (or least despicable) selections from the previous day’s word count, by virtue of my daily writing regimen for the National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). WARNING: editing has not taken place.