Where the Heart Is
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The theoretical camera slowly pans across a desert landscape.

NUM: I can’t believe that Pocket dropped us in the south. The south!

NUM: Stupid sun and stupid heat and this stupid desert. I don’t understand why anyone bothers living here.

We now see Lani, Ísja, and Num walking through the desert.

ÍSJA: At least it dropped us in the shade to start with?

NUM: I don’t care. It was hot there, too.

ÍSJA: Maybe it’ll be better once we reach the city.

Ísja is holding a journal. Num glances over at the journal with narrowed eyes.

NUM: Hm, yeah, maybe they’ll block out the sun, because that’s doable. …Did Nen mention them blocking out the sun in his journal?

Ísja glances down at the journal.

ÍSJA: …No.

Num turns away from the journal.

NUM: I hate it here.

The trio continue walking, Lani’s brow furrowed. Num’s arms are crossed.

LANI: Are we sure there isn’t a closer town somewhere?

ÍSJA: I didn’t see one, and Nené says Firan’s the only city in this desert.

A walled city is on top of a cliff. Wagons are entering and exiting from it via a bridge.

ÍSJA: The part that’s on top of the cliff is off limits to people with passes, so we’ll be going to Lower Firan. Upper Firan sure does look fancy, though.

Chapter 5 Page 4

through the desert we go!


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Showing the amazing fantasy city in the distance and then immediately cutting to the miserable trek to get there. Just because it's ethereally beautiful does not make the walk shorter.