i'm still waiting for the world to end; any

[Fiasko]

fiasko

She starts her day as she often does, in the shade of the Mother Tree. She leans against the rough bark, watching as the sun slowly grows over the horizon. She hasn’t been sleeping well lately - the new crown is a heavy burden that she has yet to adjust to. She thinks it will eventually, hopes it will, but for now her head is full of worries that she has yet to solve.

First and foremost of which is the activity in the kingdom. The Gates has always been a quiet kingdom, and that has never been more true than now. They are looking at a mere four members, including herself and Mast. A pitiful number for a territory calling itself a kingdom. They need to grow if they are to survive. And they’ve been trying - she’s taken trips to the field, and she knows Jason has as well. But success so far has been limited. It’s hard to attract newcomers when they don’t hand out traits like the mythical kingdoms.

She sighs and pushes herself off the tree. Since she is doing nothing else, she might as well head out towards the field. Perhaps she will have more luck … though she doubts it.

i'm still waiting for the world to end