Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-2605:E000:121E:951:6D5C:B3C:C775:42B8-20191215024645/@comment-44640489-20191221143149

Esme's room was full of papers and maps. Books and diagrams decorating everything. Inventions on shelfs. Her bed was the most impressive. A huge canapy with 50 pillows and deluxe sheets. Esme started a rant about her dream, "I saw, we were, we were, free." We escaped from this place and we were, we were, happy." Esme stuttured. Being a seer, her dreams usally were true and would happen later. "We were in the lost cities," Esme finished. She looked down not wanting to tell about the rest of the dream. "I think we should escape and then we won't have any of theese fights," she sniffed.