[ now, river means no disrespect when her eyes widen every time she catches sight of the many non-humans that pass through nocwich. she can't help it; human beings crossed galaxies, going as far as they could to find habitable systems, and there's no evidence of extraterrestrial lifeforms. abraxas challenges her notion of reality, so every person river finds is a little piece of magic she has to learn how to accept.
he's a manshark selling things from the sea, and he looks happy. river's eyes shine with wonder. ]
She doesn't have any coin.
[ even still, river crouches down, the heavy skirts of the dress she was given pooling over her feet. hands on her knees and head cocked to the side, she examines his wares curiously. ]
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he's a manshark selling things from the sea, and he looks happy. river's eyes shine with wonder. ]
She doesn't have any coin.
[ even still, river crouches down, the heavy skirts of the dress she was given pooling over her feet. hands on her knees and head cocked to the side, she examines his wares curiously. ]
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