Oops

[thecanopycrew]

It's still early in the morning as the increasing winds roar outside the little fairy homes, rustling the small balconies and gusting slightly through the crack in the fourth floor wall. It's nothing but a bit of bad weather, something the week has been full of.

...that is, until a deafening crack is heard outside the tree, only to thunder into the tree itself with such force that it shakes the whole trunk.

The air is quickly filled with ash and soot, blackening everything outside.

Comments

amber;

[2wei]

One of the other trees is going to collapse. Don't worry, though, I'm going to deal with it.

[ And possibly some others if she can grab it. ]

Re: amber;

[donotmail]

"You said the other trees, didn't you?" says Arj, now crouching deeper under the blankets. The feed's almost gone dark. "Not this one?"

[2wei]

That's exactly what I said.

[donotmail]

Arj's ears lie flat with embarrassment, although the gesture is nearly invisible in the dark. "Yes," he says. "You did. Sorry."

He ought to do something, he knows. It's just that staying here seems like a good idea right now.