A Riverside Miracle [CLOSED]
Jul 16, 2014 21:50:44 GMT
Post by Eika (叡樺) on Jul 16, 2014 21:50:44 GMT
bit by bit
i'll take back my hue
i'll take back my hue
Eika always did like sunny days.
It was around afternoon that a girl in a pink hoodie, hood up and smile on her face, skipped along the trash-infested Shibuya River, a bag, a towel, and a butterfly net in her hand. She loved the river as polluted as it was―she always found it so interesting how so many people chose to throw away such interesting things. Sure, most of it seemed like normal pollution, but she had a small collection of interesting bits and pieces that she picked up over the years―a few dirtied action figures, one or two computer parts that would have been functional if not for water damage (as far as Eika could tell), and even one or two water bottles had been discarded in the river. She had a lot of fun trying to piece things together from the discarded trash, even if it meant making something strange and new from it.
She continued to walk along the riverside until something caught her eye, bobbing in the river. It seemed round and maybe even polished in spite of the muddy water pushing it along. Interest piqued, Eika went to follow it and when it finally drifted within reach, she scooped it up with her net and toweled it off to get a better look at it.
Wait a second―this was an egg!
She looked over the strange treasure she had been able to pilfer from the river with a sense of utter shock. The size of the egg was definitely ruling out the possibility of it being a pigeon egg, nevermind the weird blue-and-black swirly pattern on it. The coloring on the shell would make it impossible to hide properly in the wild, so―what was it?
Was this thing an egg at all, actually? It was floating around in the river with all that hard debris inevitably smacking against it, but the shell boasted absolutely no cracks or blemishes on it whatsoever. Eika was beginning to wonder if this thing was an egg to begin with when she felt through the thick, plastic-feeling shell a shift from something inside, like a baby kicking in a pregnant woman's belly.
With a yelp, Eika quickly stood, wrapping the precious egg in the towel and cramming it in her backpack, scooped up her butterfly net and got to running back home.
It was around afternoon that a girl in a pink hoodie, hood up and smile on her face, skipped along the trash-infested Shibuya River, a bag, a towel, and a butterfly net in her hand. She loved the river as polluted as it was―she always found it so interesting how so many people chose to throw away such interesting things. Sure, most of it seemed like normal pollution, but she had a small collection of interesting bits and pieces that she picked up over the years―a few dirtied action figures, one or two computer parts that would have been functional if not for water damage (as far as Eika could tell), and even one or two water bottles had been discarded in the river. She had a lot of fun trying to piece things together from the discarded trash, even if it meant making something strange and new from it.
She continued to walk along the riverside until something caught her eye, bobbing in the river. It seemed round and maybe even polished in spite of the muddy water pushing it along. Interest piqued, Eika went to follow it and when it finally drifted within reach, she scooped it up with her net and toweled it off to get a better look at it.
Wait a second―this was an egg!
She looked over the strange treasure she had been able to pilfer from the river with a sense of utter shock. The size of the egg was definitely ruling out the possibility of it being a pigeon egg, nevermind the weird blue-and-black swirly pattern on it. The coloring on the shell would make it impossible to hide properly in the wild, so―what was it?
Was this thing an egg at all, actually? It was floating around in the river with all that hard debris inevitably smacking against it, but the shell boasted absolutely no cracks or blemishes on it whatsoever. Eika was beginning to wonder if this thing was an egg to begin with when she felt through the thick, plastic-feeling shell a shift from something inside, like a baby kicking in a pregnant woman's belly.
With a yelp, Eika quickly stood, wrapping the precious egg in the towel and cramming it in her backpack, scooped up her butterfly net and got to running back home.