(I have no preference for who you come in with dark, have at thee 83 )
Zin-carla wandered out through a garden. She liked gardens, they eased her confusion and brought her peace. The systematic arrangement of treed and shrubs, the color of blooming plants carefully placed to please the eye. She didn't pay attention to where the path of stepping stones she followed went, she simply followed it, around bushes and through little hidden nooks. With a sigh she sat to rest in a seating area with some blooming plant she didn't know the name of and simply gazed at the view, broken here and there by sheltering hedges that weren't obtrusive but instead blended into the landscape.
Zin-carla wandered out through a garden. She liked gardens, they eased her confusion and brought her peace. The systematic arrangement of treed and shrubs, the color of blooming plants carefully placed to please the eye. She didn't pay attention to where the path of stepping stones she followed went, she simply followed it, around bushes and through little hidden nooks. With a sigh she sat to rest in a seating area with some blooming plant she didn't know the name of and simply gazed at the view, broken here and there by sheltering hedges that weren't obtrusive but instead blended into the landscape.
