MiddyGlow
Dia pulled out her alter-ego (???) (Calder, Page, of Mercury)'s Chisel and stared at it, contemplating what had happened the other night. She had made sure to do it in a secluded, semi-wooded spot at the back of the neighborhood. It was early January, and a rare rainfall the other night and subsequent freeze had caused patches of transparent ice to form. She did not think many people would come this way at this time.
She carefully considered the chisel. It was definitely ancient and yet well-made, for even now it seemed to be strong. It also had a symbol carved into it - interesting enough it seemed to be the same symbol that appeared on her dress, when she ?Powered Up? .
She frowned - and then froze at a crackle in the frozen grass. She quickly ?banished? the chisel.
"Hello?"
