"This place is beautiful." Judy spoke. I had to look at her because she rarely talked to anyone or make herself known to the earth she was similar to a walking ghost. I can't understand how she had managed to survive without getting a scratch during those times of trouble. "What?" She asked meand then I realized I had been staring too long at her.
"Nothing." I replied and moved further inside. "This looks like a creek, Genevieve you're sure it doesn't lead to the pond?" I ask Genevieve pointing at the long line the water flowed.
"No it doesn't Jazlyn." Tarma answered instead.
"Finally Britannica is finally working." I said and Tarma laughed.
"Sure I am. This doesn't look like it is connected to any external source. The water looks like it flows only around it body, from back to front."
"Which means it generates water by itself." Genevieve added.
"My point." Tarma clinched.
