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[The Dreamberry switches on to show Fiona calmly reading a book she had come across during her exploration    
of this place, her fingers graced the thin page of the book as she turned it over. It had such beautiful pictures gracing its pages that it was rather nice to see and read about for once.

A smile graced her face before she looked over to the Dreamberry, after all there was a reason that she had switched it on in the first place. Since she had arrived here she had been nervous about people and the places, but now she felt more comfortable than before.]


I found this book while I was looking for something to read. It was very interesting in that it shows many different types of art by many different artists. It's made me wonder, does anyone know if there are classes, or something to do with music or art? 

[She closed the book that was in her hand as she placed it to the side, her eyes glancing towards the flow.]

I was just hoping that there was some way I could... get back into doing what I was meant to be doing at College.

[Her eyes went bank for a moment, thoughts for a moment were on the top of her mind. It wasn't something she wanted to remember, it hurt so much, but... she couldn't help it.]

I just... want to make my parents proud after all.

[Even though they aren't here, nor are they even alive, she wanted to keep at it and move forwards, instead of to the scary parts of her life. This was a new start and with a slight smile she switched off the feed.]
runsfromstalkers: (Smile)
[Once Fiona felt like she was safe after a good week or so without any troubles she slowly picked up the blackberry, sending out a message. A smile placed upon her face as she did.]

Hello, I've nearly been here for a month now... and I never really introduced myself to everyone when I first used this device.

[She fumbles around for a bit, trying to find a comfortable place to sit before she continued.]

My name is Fiona, it's nice to meet you all... I guess I will aplogise to you if I get a little jumpy, old habits just die hard I guess.

[She goes to place the dreamberry down, her hands going to wipe dust away from her skirt.]

Can anyone answer me a question? But... can anyone tell me what there is to do here that's relaxing?


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